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That's My Medicine

I need words
to fill holes
redeem what's lost
find the cure
reach you,

revenge,

I shoot
the killers
with the
mighty pen,
run circles
around them
in poems
beyond
their filthy
reach,

the rapist
of integrity
morality
 
soul beauty
please

I need words.


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That`s My Medicine

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