- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Cures for the Mind and Soul
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Make it go away make it disappear please mister give me another magic pill. One to make me sleep, one to make me well; one to save my soul from going to hell.
You don't understand the pain I am in, the sickness in my stomach is spreading once again. I feel it in my body my mind is out of control the feeling of infection swallowing my soul.
You say you have the cure for a very small price, you'll even throw in an extra one just to be nice.
You feed my hunger you feed my greed but you can never give me what I need. Stop this pain stop it now. Why doesn't your magic powder work right now?
My body is numb my mind is blank, the sickness grows and I am insane. It's too late late no pill will do, my body is gone and my mind is too.
All that is left is an empty shell, filled with the worthless power you used to sell.
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