You are the root of my problems
growing askew and tangling my insides.
This is what it all comes down to,
this is when it all leaks out.
The pills were supposed to stop you,
you should be gone.
But you return
time and time again with a vengeance.
I kick, I scream, I groan in the agony you breed.
Leave my body,
and don't forget a fragment of your torture.
You'll rue the day you fucked this all up.
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