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by Sarah Martin

Created on: August 27, 2008

How pretty are thee with your plastic coating?
This pink capsule so alive, so devoting
Engraved on the top a cute little E
Two of these will surely set me free

I down three with a glass of earth's salty tears
Each powder grain kills my deep dark fears
Pupils dilating, blood pressure ascending
Mouth gurning, heart beat pending

My head spins, breathing increases
My mind my soul, all cut into pieces
Hyperventilating, I reach for the door
Turned the key and fell to the floor

As I turned to the little red man
He grinned and said "Alone at last."

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