Pills

July 6, 2013

My ma always told me to take my medicine so I would grow big and strong

I take my pills everymorning for my heart, my back and my mind

She also mentioned something about medicine for my brain and doing so was not wrong

I've got a lot of health issues but as mama would say God makes things fine

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