Tonight she will ask again
For the last time
Before she gives in to the desire
And just starts to take them
Like candy
Popping them into her mouth
Without discretion
Or care
For what could happen
She is an addict
These pills are not her drug of choice
But they get the job done
All that must be done
Is for them to be hidden
Out of site out, out of mind
Well honestly
That is bullshit
But out of site
Is out of grasp
She will not tear apart everything
For a stupid pill
But knowing they are there
Just waiting for the picking
It’s an urge she’s not been able to avoid
For nine long years now
No meeting or medicine
Will change that
It’s for life
And if that life is to be long
Then they must not exist
In her eyes
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