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Medication that's what I need
I slip one in my mouth,
It melts.
Delicious.
I lick strawberry lips.
Kissed by magic.
It takes away my pain,
Senses numbed.
Nothing seems to matter.
Apathy takes a hold.
25mg maximum dose.
Is it working?
I have no clue.
I have lost my inner self.
I don't want to feel the pain,
But without it there's no escape.
I want to taste the rainbow,
To r...
Monday 19th June 2017 5:51 pm
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