I gave away all them drugs
Them pills,
With their numbing effects
Useless efforts
And side-effects, ills.
I gave them away
So I could feel
So that every tingle
Every sharp pang
Could hit me
Like a train headed for a thick stone wall.
And with that pang,
I’ll scream,
I’ll yell:
‘Why the heck did I give away all of them pills? ! ’
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