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Oct 2016
I could take a
simple substance,
I admit, there's not much to it;
Receive a prescription,
Discard of inner prohibition,
succumb to my condition.
But that's your desire,
to extinguish my fire;
ain't gonna happen
any time soon,
I'd rather battle all
morning and noon.
I thought you knew that
these things take time,
Not 12 months, not 24,
Not 48, not 96,
but that don't matter;
Deep down I know,
no matter the rain,
no matter the heavy
downpour of pain,
I'll persist.
Don't need no pill to
be my pain killer,
You can't numb
a deep feeler;
Have I not shown you
I'm a high achiever?
A pill won't make life
a fairer dealer.
Love, Anti.
Written by
Crimsyy  17/F/In my mind
(17/F/In my mind)   
   ---, Bianca Reyes, Timothy and ---
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