PushersA Poem by The Poet of Black WingsMedication. Take it. It's good for you. Those aches and pains will disappear. Doctor, It still hurts. Then take more. Something stronger, Perhaps. Aspirin, Codeine, Oxycodon, Morphine! It's all good. Doctor, I can't focus. We have just the fix! Something to make you Think straight. Focalin, Ritalin, Adderal, Even vyvanse! All quite fine! Doctor, The world is rather gray. Simple solution, Many things here to Make you normal. Pristiqe, Tofranil, Cymbalta, Zyban. It'll put a smile On your face! Doctor, I can't. You can! No. Take your pills, Swallow! Please, stop. Take. Your. F*****g. Medicine. © 2016 The Poet of Black Wings |
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Added on June 1, 2016 Last Updated on June 1, 2016 Tags: Drugs, drug, doctor, doctors, medication, pain, depression, adhd AuthorThe Poet of Black WingsAbouti hope my poems, among other writings, will speak for me. Edit - Full disclosure, if you ask me to read something, I will, and I'll be brutally honest about what I think about it. So, be ready for .. more..Writing
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