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it helps relieve the pain but I can't help but feel shame that I'm becoming dependent dependent on something as small as a pill a pill that kills another is what's seemingly keeping me alive the juxtaposition lays on a thin line. the painkiller that comes in many forms heals my body of all the internal sores it heals my body from the painful thoughts drugs me until I can't feel or hear them no more I fall asleep and when I wake up I'll take one more just for the fun of it just to feel the slow working of the drug, the short term effect of it one more turns into 4 , I'm not addicted ... I fall asleep and I shall wake no more . but the pain is gone so I'll give my painkiller a 5 star rating
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