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Till Death Do Us Part

What is it with you? Tiny little pill That makes me crave you Even though I’m not even ill You have clouded my judgment And infected my brain The way I let you control me I must be totally insane I know I should leave you Discard you for sure But I can’t seem to shake Your illicit allure You always seem to know How to make me forget All the things in my life That fills me with regret You numb all my pain And chase away my fear You take me from my reality And make everything disappear How ironic it is Although my mind is sedated I feel we are as one Both poison and encapsulated I guess I must accept You’re my companion for life My life’s guilty pleasure My 80 milligram wife So forever we are bound You have had me from the start Just one dose of your pleasure So now it’s till death do us part

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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