Pills
Pills
I’m taking my pills
Through mental ills.
The ink from my pen,
continuously spills.
I still have hope,
and I'm off the dope.
Cleaning my mind,
with pharmaceutical soap.
I'm taking my pills,
I've gotten the chills.
To see where this takes me,
my lazy Sunday thrills.
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