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May 9
I just can't take it!
I am crying out for help,
No one helps a stranger,
I don't even know myself...
I know that I am 'WEIRD"
I'd be happy just to "stop"
I wish it was that easy!
Believe me...it is not!
They've changed my prescription,
The new color is cute,
I "must take with food",
I don't wanna puke.....
Imagine a pill that helps me to "stop",
Makes me *****,
Thanks a lot!
BLCostelloΒ©2024
Just musing on a friend who went crazy.  He said the whole time, he knew he was nuts.  He just couldn't stop.
Written by
B L Costello  WNY
(WNY)   
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