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Pharmaceutical Warfare
He's seizing a bottle of pills
To numb all the pain that he feels
While hardcore rolling on death's wheels
Battling pharmaceutical warfare
The doctor had asked for him to chill
Before he winds up getting killed
Later that night he popped some pills
Battling pharmaceutical warfare
His heart rate began to decrease
He clutched his chest like a wild beast
He is now one of the deceased
Result of pharmaceutical warfare[/font][/font]
To numb all the pain that he feels
While hardcore rolling on death's wheels
Battling pharmaceutical warfare
The doctor had asked for him to chill
Before he winds up getting killed
Later that night he popped some pills
Battling pharmaceutical warfare
His heart rate began to decrease
He clutched his chest like a wild beast
He is now one of the deceased
Result of pharmaceutical warfare[/font][/font]
Published 13th Feb 2010
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15th Feb 2010 7:47pm
17th Feb 2010 10:09pm
this is well-constructed, and certainly expressed beautifully considering i am a former drug-abuser and i can easily relate to this specific feeling. i've also witnessed countless friends resorting to such a thing due to being unable to deal with severe depression - they believed they would've been able to tolerate it differently if they were "under the influence". it's an entire process before and after abusing drugs, and i feel you were able to describe it well in an abbreviated way.
18th Feb 2010 4:37am
22nd Feb 2010 4:22am
killed by his saving grace. we end not with a bang but a whimper. I like it. I despise the truth in it though.
1st Mar 2010 7:26am
2nd Mar 2010 9:36pm
18th Apr 2011 10:20pm
I honestly find it refreshing your take o a complete rudeness of sense, fantastic.
