Prescription Drugs

By Lizz Love

The woman needs
To kill the pain
It’ll be forty pills
Twice a day

Two pills for this
A pill for that
Five more now
To counteract

Play pharmacy with your life
Make sure to take with water
Swallow them down ten at a time
Before the room gets hotter

Sleep all day and
Creep all night
Surpress that horrible
Internal fight

The woman loves
To kill the pain
She takes forty pills
Twice a day.

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