prescription drug abuse

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I wasn't sure of the mess on the ground A turn of the corner   Face down The quiet shuffling of my feet toward...   
Blank smile Bright eyes Tell me one of your white lies   In the bathroom where time flies Looking in the mirror like youre trying to see The moment where it starts to slip You start to trip
You had it together, Remember? Your fate comes  From a pharmacy.  Sanity is for no one; For you. Why must you Insist? Insistance? Dependancy. Infantile attempts at
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