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Death Pills

Death Pills

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I feel the insipid taste on the back of my tongue,

I felt as though I was being choked by a woman's sarong,

Everything I had chewed a moment ago,

Came rushing back at ago,

Memories flooding my head like they weren't bygones.

Soon my mouth starts to taste like blood,

My eyes were lifeless, my face pale,

Bluish-black veins,

That won't stop throbbing,

I had been feeding on poison,

That tasted both sweet and savory.

It always gave me the chills,

My death pills.


"Stay far from me", the echoes fade away,

But they left remains that won't go away.

Broke m

e in a million pieces,

That scattered in a hurricane

Each piece calling to each other,

We won't suffer in vain.

When all was at peace again,

And the leaves only rustled slightly,

There wasn't an overcast and the sun shone brightly,

A vendetta was sworn on that very day,

It could be miles away,

Into the future but a price shall be paid,

For every torture,

Every ounce of pain

Shall be repaid.

Although my eyes could be lifeless,

My face pale, beneath is a soul

Seething with rage.

Once again I felt a surge of chills

I was slowly becoming death pills.


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