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Free Clinic

I set you up
I set me up
Thinking to us
You strong as fuck
 
How many can poke themselves in a vein  
After doing so for many
To prevent further pain
 
How many?
 
Can perform
Surgery upon themselves
I look to the pond  
To reflect upon myself
 
Not the grandiose ocean wealth
 
Now I know how they felt
When they came to me
Bleeding
Broke
And seething
 
Nowhere to breathe  
 
The grit
In taking  
The
Unanesthetized need
Unprescribed
Unregulated
Unsupervised
A threat to the known creed  
 
For if I am the doctor
 
No insurance?  
Sure
I don't need em
I'll doctor you to health
Take what I need
Just to feed em
 
So come to me
 
And if I have to steal from you
You fuckin capitalist  
Greedy grubbing grabbing freedoms
At the cost of those at risk  
 
Fuckin leech
This is only the beginning
Of Jenns free clinic
You fucking bitch
They'll come to me
For diagnosis
Consider this…
 
A first fuckin notice.
 
Bitch.  
 
Sorry. Old habits and all that shit.  
 
Written by jenny_is_hungry
Published
Author's Note
Chemistry should be worshiped more than any Bible. If one ever believed in alchemy, it is chemistry that should be a sister, brother, mother, and all in between. I'm a healer and I'll do what I need to do, boo. And y'all throw away more medicine than should be legal. Pay us healthcare workers shit. From the janitor that keeps shit smooth, to the doctors making you what you need to cruise. So I'll get mine
And theirs. For free cause I guess I'm a bored ass bitch. But the difference is
I don't step on frail bones to get rich.
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