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Nov 2013
I take one in the morning,
I take one at night.
Pop one, I pop twice
Poppin memories all night.
Can't move I can't feel
I think once then think twice.
Pop thoughts like "who am I"?
"Where I am? "
"That's a lot !"
*** pills for one guy,
Drinking  as it goes down
I'm so down foreal...

Dang I drop my freakin  pills,
eyes blurred so I lay still....so still
Who am I?
Where am I?
Dang I like these pills
Christian zeal
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   Bunhead17 and Stephanie
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