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This is an entry for XbeautifulXsacrificeX's competition, 100 Words about an Alcoholic whose petty addiction cost him the love of his life.

Submitted:Aug 1, 2011    Reads: 71    Comments: 6    Likes: 2   

I discard the bottle of Jack Daniels the moment I realise it's empty; my gaze directs itself to the bartender.
He simply shrugs and places another bottle down, his gaze one of caution. I sigh and then drink up, no; this liquid is not quenching my thirst. Nothing can anymore.

"She's left you, hasn't she?" the bartender says as I sit there in silence.
I shrug, my mouth forming a drunken smirk. I raise the bottle and sing tunelessly.
"And the girl from fifteen years ago, has packed and gone away!"

Sighing, the bartender leaves, letting my regrets consume me.

*Writers note, this is an entry for XbeautifulXsacrificeX's 100 Word Competition. Admittedly, I had to redo many stories for this because I ran out of characters. I hope you enjoy it!


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