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Dec 2014
Placebo effect-
That's all it is.
An improper reaction to an absent chemical.
I believe it's there, oh I do,
But it isn't.
It wasn't.
It never will be.
But I will suffocate. Choke. Sputter. Convulse.
Because of the poison you injected into me.
(You never did.)
On my deathbed I blame you.
"He did this! He killed me!"
You're not capable of ******.
You'd never hurt me, right?
You said so yourself.
But you did, didn't you?
How else would I be here?
Dead, or close to it-
And no one to blame but you.
"He poisoned me!"
They'll believe me.
I warned my friends.
Told them some of the truth.
But what's the real truth?
You'd never hurt me...
But I know you would.
And every time you smiled,
Or said something sweet,
You'd slip your poison into me.
(I tell myself.)
You'd never hurt me.
I only tell myself you would.
S G
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