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Little Pills

We are all too eager to place the little pills on our shaking tongues. Academic idiots force their good intentions, as they lay in bed with corrupt chemical pushers. Our TVs are inundated with ads for the latest, greatest snake oils that promise our meaningless little lives a few moments of relief. Side effects may include losing your soul. When did we all become so sick? When did not paying attention in school become a disease? Take the blue ones to calm you. Take the white ones to kill your pain. Take the orange ones to wake you up, and focus your aim. Take the pink ones to feel great. Take the green ones even though they're fake. And as we choke down our placebos, washing them down with false hopes of healthier lives, in the end, everyone still dies...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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