pills

January 9, 2017

This heart of mine has been torn to shreds

just swallow him like six little pills,

to make it feel alright

The ache inside biting at my neck

this sobbing is

keeping me awake tonight

Just a relapse of pain needing to be erased

There's nothing left to do

So just swallow it all away

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