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Thirty white little pills, Wrapped in a big orange bottle. Thirty white little pills... There won't be as many tomorrow. Twenty white little pills, Wrapped in a big orange bottle. Twenty white little pills... There won't be twenty tomorrow. Ten white little pills, Wrapped in an almost empty bottle. Ten white little pills... What will she do tomorrow? One white little pill. All alone in that big orange bottle. One white little pill... How will she wake up tomorrow? No more little pills. Just a big empty bottle. No more little pills. She needs some money to borrow.

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Date: 12/6/2011 11:34:00 PM
WOW! TONI, hope the pills she is taking are gummy pills..lol... i would hate to think id this addiction going bad ((i mean badder) ,, a very fine write... and worth reading again... smile... always,..p.d.
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Toni Ann Nasi
Date: 12/6/2011 11:39:00 PM
Thank you......addiction under control ;......BTW........your poetry is entrancing.......
Date: 10/27/2011 8:39:00 AM
most defo a yes, can feel the sorrow as the pills go down. i love all this poeticness x dean
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Date: 10/26/2011 11:13:00 AM
Unfortunately, she won't do anything tomorrow, the addiction is in control. Tony
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