Medicine

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Minute Poems

I have many problems that need to be fixed

I've tried sleep, therapy, and medication

Sometimes I would have the meds mixed

And then feeling like I'm on a mental vacation

Got my head all messed up, I've messed up, I'm messed up

By this point I know that I have gone insane

I will reach into my last resort cup

And I'll take one last pill for all of my pain.

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