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My fingers are powdered with vitamin C residue as I place the smal pill on my tongue and taste the bitter thing with buds eager for something strong and overpowering ...too strong... and the taste matches my mood with tangy, heavy shock I swallow it in hopes that it will help with my swollen bronchial... whatever... I finger the bottom of the bottle for a second pill 2 left... 2 to go... 2 to overload my body with it's immune health properties more powder on my fingers I **** it off in a mindless manner as only a bitter stillness has taken me over this morning eyes still swollen from the night of crying before ...more powder from the bottom I need more of that bitter taste
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Apr 8, 2010
Apr 8, 2010 at 7:23 AM UTC
A Bitter Taste (To Match My Bitter Spirit)
My fingers are powdered with vitamin C residue as I place the smal pill on my tongue and taste the bitter thing with buds eager for something strong and overpowering ...too strong... and the taste matches my mood with tangy, heavy shock I swallow it in hopes that it will help with my swollen bronchial... whatever... I finger the bottom of the bottle for a second pill 2 left... 2 to go... 2 to overload my body with it's immune health properties more powder on my fingers I **** it off in a mindless manner as only a bitter stillness has taken me over this morning eyes still swollen from the night of crying before ...more powder from the bottom I need more of that bitter taste
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Apr 8, 2010
Apr 8, 2010 at 7:23 AM UTC
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