Perfect prescription
Getting the combination wrong is okay
You and I were sick people
Our love was like phentamines
Draining away all of our substance
Until all we had left
Was popped pills
And overwhelming regrets
I guess our love
Prescribed to bring happiness and health
Was a side-effect
That only brought
Broken hearts and migraines
You and I are sick people
We need new medicine
Because together
We’re like phentamines
Sucking away at each other's worth.
I'm a sick person
And you're a sick person
But with someone else I make advil
A reliever of pain
That soothes all my woes
And makes me feel.
I understand the prescribed effect
I supposed to feel with you
I feel it with someone else
But that's okay
Because we’re both sick people
We both just
Need different medicine
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Dany Jean-Pierre
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I started with libraries and now I’m trying to fill one with all of my own works.
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