I have a fever above hundred degrees
Only one cure
That’s all I need
I have been searching for something
To heal me
Love can you hear me
Day by day I wait
Hoping you would come
It hurts so much that I choose to stay
Loving you more
Day by day
It’s so hard but I know I can’t stay
The painkillers were so strong
That it was too much to take
Popping pills is my new escape
In a world where it’s lonely
Hoping you would hold me
I found a cure
But with the wrong prescription
I found a doctor
But with the wrong intentions
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This is a great article. It's one that I've been meaning to read for weeks now, but haven't had the time to get through it completely. I like how you explain the idea of bad medicine in a way that's accessible and not too advanced. https://dr-secrets.com/