MedicatedA Poem by Charlee RichardsFeeling sluggishMy slumber is heavy, my body fights. Vague memories of dazed battles, A sluggish war fueled by pills. A bitter defeat; For I am too weak to fight
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StatsAuthorCharlee RichardsAustin, TXAbout“But there are moments when one has to choose between living one’s own life, fully, entirely, completely — or dragging out some false, shallow, degrading existence that the world in .. more..Writing
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