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Happy Pills

The nightly routine of swallowing boulders containing
the mass of the sun
is not nearly as excruciating
as watching your mother
sob recklessly
as her baby digests faux emotions.

Clueless to her daughter’s other
solutions to creating happiness.
Chemicals galore withering away the
girl everyone used to know.
Peace within herself remained
a mystery.
But the percocets remained present.
 

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