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Doctor Discontinue By Hope Loaf

  • Writer: Eidolon Magazine
    Eidolon Magazine
  • Jan 16
  • 1 min read

I'm a Doctor Continue 

Professor of lovers covenant 

Drink your medicine 

I will cure you. 


There's a false of discontinue 

A patient to save 

Dream of your silence 

Feel your empty life. 


The poison is in your blood 

The lies fill the space in your head 

It will harm you 

It will cast you 

It has already 

Torn you! 


Your hands have become grenades 

What great life would discontinue? 

Your legs have become a torch 

It will destroy you 

But I will mitigate it 

So you will love forever more 

Is this not true? 


I'm a Doctor Continue 

Prescribing you with my special 

You'd better swallow 

Because I will keep giving more. 


That's a dummy discontinue 

Made of cotton that cannot deny 

It is full of the incurable toxins 

With nice feelings being administered. 


The love is absent from your soul

 
 

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