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One Pill Or a Dozen
One Pill Or A Dozen The world I see is tainted by life Drugs cause me to be paranoid Natural herbs the government made illegal Pills to improve my mood Other that brings me crashing down to Earth A reality of flashing colored lights Swirling around my mind They block the real world from my reality How many will make me feel pleasure? One pill may be too few A dozen maybe too many Chemicals mixing in my blood Rushing into my paralyzed brain Is the music I see real? Are the colors I hear coming from nowhere? Pink baby alligators dancing in the street Doctor Who wearing a paisley skirt walks toward me The Tardis has brightly colored polka dots of yellow and purple They dance to the rhythm of the falling stars Then the world fades away Buildings and people turn into clouds They blow away into a black velvet hurricane I lie on the bed with my eyes clinched Sweating and crying as my reality disappears I call to The Doctor but he isn’t real I crash back to Earth in a bloody heap My eyes open and I see my bedroom I will wait here for an eternity At least it will feel like an eternity Until I get another pill Or maybe a dozen And I leave again Into my own reality The reality where I am happy At least until I die
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