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Nov 2017
You buy the medicine
The pills
But as they’re finally in your hand
Everything stills

It starts to get the better of you
So you search the net
Nervous of what you’ll find
Hoping that there isn’t a threat

But sadly, you stumble
Upon a website full
Seizures, suicidal thoughts, etc.
And immediately felt a pull

You decide to not take them
That you were okay
You didn’t need them
And could last another day

Now, the medicine that you got
To ease your anxiety
Was now creating
A greater variety
Rebecca Sorenson
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Rebecca Sorenson  19/F
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