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Failed Pills

I took pills all my damn life to cure this and that

None of them ever ******* work

So I write about my ailments instead

The way only I can words on the page

Putting my ills into them to free me

Who am I blooody kidding eh?

Myself to give me some backbone


But that doesn't change how I feel

Nor take way the illnesses that rest inside

Waiting to get me like a manman with a saw

I'd love to meet such a crazy

At least he could chop me up

Thus reducing my ailments by number

Till then I suffer the world of this

My reality not in pain but something else

The thing called life enduring sensation

A word to replace pain multiple blows

I feel them all and till I finally rest...

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