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Jun 2018
Take your pill
whether you need to chill
or looking for a thrill
Take your pill

The pill holds me
I know now I cannot be free
Oh, such a steep fee
The pill holds me

The pill made me feel good
now I feel like rotten wood
knowing I can’t feel like I should
The pill made me feel good

The pill put me in the ground
now they throw flowers on the mound
and my mother won’t make a sound
The pill put me in the ground

Take your pill
please, take your pill
it’s ok it’s not made to ****
Take your pill
Dagen Kipling
Written by
Dagen Kipling  21/M/Las Vegas
(21/M/Las Vegas)   
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