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By now it's a drill,
Pop in a pill,
Each night before bed,
To calm that head.
...

Through that dark weather i persevered.
The merciless storm i had endured.
Till rays of light cut through grey clouds,
And heavy vapour disappear.
...

INSTINCT...
Is it a gift?
Is it a curse?
...

Soothing was the meet,
Painful was the regret of that meeting.

Soothing was the presence,
...

Struggling with questions within me,
I seek for answers still;
Unseen tears shed every night,
So heavy they could almost kill.
...

I am a walking zombie
These drugs leave me numb
So go on and keep biting me
But i can't feel my bleeding tongue.
...

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Pop In A Pill

By now it's a drill,
Pop in a pill,
Each night before bed,
To calm that head.

That body has changed,
Some functions deranged.
Those fleshly desires,
For months have retired.

A staple routine,
Noradrenaline,
Serotonin,
High doses intervene.

In the quest to suppress,
Every ache in that chest,
In the quest to prevent,
Recollection of events.

In the quest to anaesthesise,
The pain of knowing she was used,
In the quest to not comprehend,
Why she didn't see it beforehand.

In desperation to forget him,
Like how he never remembered her,
In desperation to never repeat,
Her dangerous surrenders of ultimate defeat.

Suicidal histories in her past,
Don't ever return!
Let those pills help her get past,
That the real her may return!

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