Clavicles
I'm scared to take my pill today
After what happened last time
I'll put up with the pain a while longer
So I can wait until you're home
You can hold my hand and comfort me
When I choke and shiver and die
It'll be worth it, I think
But now I'll just waste another perfectly good day
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