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Pain Pills

They heal and peel the pain away.
They are used,
mostly abused.
They bring you up,
and take you down.
So you just frown,
Then you lose your high.
So you get mad over the littlest things,
So you swallow more down,
the high comes back.
You think everything is alright,
untill you fall into a deep sleep.. 
that you never wake up from. 
now what do you have to be proud of?
You just ended your life. 
Written by abby-curry (bleeding heart)
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