I have all the pills
that fill
that ****
that settle me
each time I spill
restore me
when I'm ******* ill
warm me
when I feel a chill
nurse me when
I'm crying still
carry me when I
don't have the will
my pills patch up
infested wounds until
my fettered heart no longer thrills.
Apr 22, 2014
Apr 22, 2014 at 7:00 AM UTC
I have all the pills
that fill
that ****
that settle me
each time I spill
restore me
when I'm ******* ill
warm me
when I feel a chill
nurse me when
I'm crying still
carry me when I
don't have the will
my pills patch up
infested wounds until
my fettered heart no longer thrills.
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