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Pills (Free verse) by erickvisions

Her skin Cold and white with goodbyes She’s stiff and dry Shivers shoot up her spine She’s shooting up something new this time Time would have her think its night She knows that cant be right Or was it left did we miss the turn Turn around and look at her Her eyes deep with “sorrys” Tears are forming From constant bitching There itching Her fingers twitching Now there shaking From drugs she’s taking Its all taking a toll on her Everything’s a blur Take this dear It will make everything all right

Shardik 19-May-04/11:38 PM
A carefully wadded clump of shite.




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