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I have it all

I have all the pills that fill that kill that settle me each time I spill restore me when I'm fucking ill warm me when I feel a chill nurse me when I'm crying still carry me when I don't have the will my pills patch up infested wounds until my fettered heart no longer thrills.
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sallytomato
South African
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Written by
sallytomato
South African
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Apr 22, 2014
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