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emily-mcneely
And there you are You bask in your little pool of golden glory Dark eyes, they shimmer in that light All you want is your little pills And your little finger down your little throat. The allure of those bones They tantalize your enthrallment And they shimmer with those eyes In your little pool of golden glory. And there you are In your dark little dream All you want is your little pills And that visceral little finger down your little throat. In your clairvoyant depth you reside Extrasensory you are in your perception And there you are. Don't forget those little pills. ...Where are your little pills?
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Nov 16, 2011
Nov 16, 2011 at 10:03 PM UTC
your little pills