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Jul 2013
Little pink pills
To help lie about the swiftness of my temper
To inhibit the churning mind
To change what I was born to be.

Little pink pills
That I can't justify taking
Because I don't want to live a lie
Forcibly pretending I'm someone mellow and simple
When there was a storm raging underneath
Anna Vida
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Anna Vida  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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