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Jul 2014
Which one??
I cant think straight,
The ***** is misting over my thoughts
The blue pill,?
The red pill,?
Which one will I take
They'll both end it,
To much has happened
Life is a mistake.
Is this the ***** talking,
A depressant
Not a happy drink like everyone thinks,
I'm so tired
Sleep takes me, not a pill
Awoken,
Regrets,
Guilt,
"What the hell was I thinking"
Nothing is worth that,
My mind was misted
confusion rained down,
Flooding with emotion,
I nearly took my own life.
The red pill
The blue pill
Now in the bin where they belong.
Poetic T
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