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
