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Feb 2016
I count the pills, count them twice
Count them as if they were dice
Count my babies, count their eyes
Count them while my brain spits lies
Count them while the rain pounds hard
Count them ‘til my hands are tired
Count them count them day and night
Count them count them out of fright
Count them count them ‘til I know
‘Til I know it’s time to go
Written by
Emma Annalise
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     DET, --- and Maple Mathers
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