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Oct 2016
Two pills twice a day will make your hair grow back and your **** turn black
I'm excited to have my body back
except
nothing is guaranteed
I might go back to the doctor with my heart on my sleeve
confess that nothing seems to be what i need
nothing works, nothing sticks
except for the needles from the blood tests that say
"you're fine"
even though i see red all the time.
i just want to be fine
taylor
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