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The dispenser of illness Diagnosed Oblivious to business Had player one stats consumed This aspect of in your life Contains who The burger of your last five dollars The distributor of sickness The why they congregate Is to isolate The change at his hand Your mental Needs wellbeing And he is a well worth seeing Sewing you in identical fashion Gains extraction You're from his neighborhood Convoluted solution distorted Your mood Clouds clear away His face The one who prays The life of a predator Causing defection From the ranks That your family stank Was his promise To preside above Yet he's pills in that glove For you a time came To see charts and medicine carts His fame He's locked up You're looking confused He knows something What he knows You're caught in the headlights Looking up Into the confidence of A perpetrator The psychotic thing stings You and your loses News diagnosed He is at your throat Being sentenced To swallow Now is real You're right and in his face Time limits apply to only you He's in the bottle pow! Smack! Getting dealt sick
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Mar 3
Mar 3, 2026 at 5:30 PM UTC
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The dispenser of illness Diagnosed Oblivious to business Had player one stats consumed This aspect of in your life Contains who The burger of your last five dollars The distributor of sickness The why they congregate Is to isolate The change at his hand Your mental Needs wellbeing And he is a well worth seeing Sewing you in identical fashion Gains extraction You're from his neighborhood Convoluted solution distorted Your mood Clouds clear away His face The one who prays The life of a predator Causing defection From the ranks That your family stank Was his promise To preside above Yet he's pills in that glove For you a time came To see charts and medicine carts His fame He's locked up You're looking confused He knows something What he knows You're caught in the headlights Looking up Into the confidence of A perpetrator The psychotic thing stings You and your loses News diagnosed He is at your throat Being sentenced To swallow Now is real You're right and in his face Time limits apply to only you He's in the bottle pow! Smack! Getting dealt sick
When you accept treatment you will confront the sight of your abusers and they have a prescription for them you must witness. Mental Health Awareness is thoroughly invested in your environmental habitat
#recovery#mentalillness
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kevin-8
44/M/california
Mar 3
Mar 3, 2026 at 5:30 PM UTC
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