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These Pills
written by Deadkittycat10:53 AM 12/22/04I love these pretty little pills
they have such potential to kill
but still...i secretly dare them to kill
that would fulfill my all and everything
my shriveled spit on dream
mmm rittlin tastes like cream
i start to sweat halusinate and scream
i hear voices but they sound like a gental stream
i'm gone now, the nurse runs the scissors down the seams
three lights beam down on me
i'm scratching the shit outta my skin
trying to get out all the sin
must have mixed alota pills cuz the room stopped its spins
their shoving a thin tube down my throat
my body pulsates and i wake out of that dream to vomite
empty out all the contents of my stomach
in a few minutes I'll be ready to pull that stunt again. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
its crap but i had a dream about it and had to put it into words somehow and sorry about not puntuating i'm lazy :P
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