'The Doctor Said'
By christy
the doctor said for seventy three dollars i can inject you with darkness, fashion and paste you a silly smile and empty eyes to greet him with, but you'll need a driver to transport you to your own bed where his scent lies like lead in the frame. when you wake, take these little pills in moderation to mute the thunder. i can give you numbness and cloudy glass to look through. i can give you smoky grays and whispers, i can give you peace in needles and childproof bottles of goodies, but i can't give you back the soul stuck to the bottom of his shoe. Written February 8th, 2002 © on Feb 08 2002 01:06 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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