2 November 2018

Placebo

You're a shinning
Perfect round
Little pill 
All white and inocent
Truthful in its
Apparent simplicity
You're all i ever wanted 
Though i know
Deep down
You are not real
- You are actually
A total phoney 
And yet i take you
I trust and taste you
I swallow you 
Way down my guts 
And believe
I feel better already 
All fresh and beautiful
And again gay
Oh how i longed 
For this miracle 
Oh how i hoped 
For this love 
Life is so wonderful
Until i remember
You are nothing
But a poor pale 
Tasteless placebo
And all the sickness

Lies in you.

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