Your Mistake..

by unknown   Aug 3, 2006


The bottle says, "it is hazardous to exceed 8 caplets per day",
That doesn't matter to me,
With that candy-like coating and that easy swallow shape,
How can I not resist,

I look deep inside the jar of white pills,
I know how to do this,
You take them slowly,
One by one,
In a couple of hours you'd be done,

I stand feeling dizzy,
As I stare a the last pill I see your face,
It haunts me in my dreams,

You're the one that did this to me,
The one that made me feel useless,
The one that was my father,

I take the last pill and fall to the ground,
This is all your fault,
I hope you burn in hell,
Look what you've done to me..

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