the
bottle
of
white
pills
my
hand
has
two
I
put
them
in
my
mouth
I
swallow
no
water
my
mouth
dry
as
the
deserter
I
put
the
pill
bottle
back
in
the
cabinet
because
you
left
me
all
alone
making
me
suffer '
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clasping roses {√}
Poetry❛❛no one was searching for what she was searching for..❜❜ From when I'm missing you. Dark thoughts take over. But when you leave. I have someone new. May 14 2017: Ranked 853 in poetry
