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The Magic Pill

I can feel you drawing nearer The thought of you makes me think clearer The temptations there to grap Just do it Just do it, you keep saying Just do it Do it, no more praying They sit in my hand, Silently screaming I'll take you to a foreign land They slide down, making me warm I'll never be torn I'll never be hurt Lying there drawing my last breath, I thank you for coming into mind For stopping time
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rose-g
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Jul 21, 2011
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