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Dr. Quack Quack

by XIII

After running some tests Injecting needles in your veins Sucking blood from you even if it's the only ounce left He says you're sick Holding a pen, he prescripts It's for you to buy, a list of medicines And so you have to try You have no choice but to buy Or else, as per Dr. Quack Quack, you'll die As you take in Your wallet's thinning While the packets of medicines are still stacking Then another symptom came And so you have to visit the clinic again Déjà vu you thought, Dr. Quack Quack greeted you smiling He says you're sick again Holding a pen, he prescripts again It's for you to buy again, a list of medicines Oblivious to you He's preparing his checklist too After traveling to Europe, next stop to Honolulu
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Written by
XIII
Filipino
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Written by
XIII
Filipino
Published
Jun 10, 2015
Time
2m
Notes

There are black demons hiding behind their white coats.

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#trust#abuse#doctors#liars#sadtruth
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