If You're Sick, Take A Pill.

January 4, 2012
Don't leave me!
Don't leave me!
I cry out in shame.
Deceive me.
Deceive me.
I'm sick of this game.
Believe me.
Believe me.
Your making me lame.
Grieve me!
Grieve me!
My death will be fame.
So shadow me out.
Make me feel dead.
But soon it will be,
off with your head.
Despite the things you get me through.
I will always hate you.
So please, please tell me a joke.
Or go up in fire and plenty of smoke.
You disgust me,
you make me feel ill.
So one simple swallow,
of one simple pill.

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