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One Way Train

By , Eugene, OR

Tossing, turning,
and ever so consuming.
Nothing can stop what I have done.
I am ready for whatever comes.
For I am on a one way train
that only stops when they reach my brain.
Wash them down with a glass of wine.
No human body can decline
this lethal dose of sertraline.






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