Poetry Antidepressants Posted by shllyn on 21.06.2019 I carry these pills Like the tin man’s oil can Constantly am I Reminded of my Rusty edges and hollow Disconsolate chest SWD 01/2018 Updated 06/2019 Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)MoreClick to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related