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Dec 2019
All I feel right now
Is pain a physical
A slouching like an ER
An error

My mind decided
I cry for help
Listen to me !
I am hurt

Not like Reznor or Cash
Not like losing you
More like a toothache
Or an apendectomy

I find no comfort
I find no relief
Hopefully this young intern
Will write me a scrip

Of sweet oxycontin or
Vicodin
For I am tired of feeling pain
I am tired of being sick
BP Fallen
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BP Fallen  M/Oregon
(M/Oregon)   
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   ---, --- and Khoisan
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