Pills of Assorted Colors To the Small Mind
ithe doctor said when i was young...take the pill...youll feel better. youll feel better. youll feel numb and depressed and all you wanna do is sleep it off but the pills wont let you. i stopped the pills because i learned quickly that the green ones kill you if you take more than one;
the red ones or maroon dont really do anything;
the blue ones...dont take them theyre for grandpa;
the white ones make everything better;
the smallest white ones are for moms monthly issue...what magazine needs pills?
the clear yellow ones...stay away that is all.
the clear green ones make you sleepy;
and i do not take them because dependance is hard to break...i wont make the same mistakes daddy did...i promise
Copyright © Charlie Murder | Year Posted 2013
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