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Why? Because one little tablet, something so small, it could fall down the drain... -clink- through your fingers, puposefully or not,  changing not one, but soo many, lives.
Dad says to mom, I need a ride to the pharmacy The car is too hot, maybe we should walk. I’m left to watch my brothers and sisters discuss teenage melancholy rumors and cigarettes.
That runway that I walk down? I own it, With my lab coat and my ibuprofen Because I walk for a living I must have a whit of wit? I’m making explosions in the lab while I suffer from an implosion,
The power to heal I would aid the entire world Sickness is no more
In April 2009, you left this world to me. And at the time, I didn't know who I wanted to be. The sadness crept up my leg, a snake, threatening to swallow me whole.   It was morphine
We demand.We expect. We desire. We want to strive. We want to live. We abuse. We forget. We ignore. Many suffer for us. We tend to forget them. We need to stop. We need to help.
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