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I feel foggy With this self-medication,         my mind thickens still An unasked yet unanswered query What exactly is in this pill? A means without end An end far from near,         there's a pain in my heart The saddened fate of system made,         too late to tear apart.
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Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 1:05 PM UTC
Medication
I feel foggy With this self-medication,         my mind thickens still An unasked yet unanswered query What exactly is in this pill? A means without end An end far from near,         there's a pain in my heart The saddened fate of system made,         too late to tear apart.
CeliaS
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26/F/Neverland
Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 1:05 PM UTC
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