thirteen • on medicine

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Tanned skin.
Glasses filled to the rim.
A bottle of gin.
Faces of friends with a grin.
Food and the sea to swim.
Seems like a win.

So why does my world spin?
Why is my patience hanging off a safety pin?
Why can't I seem to let anyone in?

It feels like I've lost the light within,
and all I can function on is medicine.

©️ TrueTrizz

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