Whispers traveled the corridors,

Anxiety filled the air -

And there in the corner, she lay

As fine as a porcelain,

With skin as cold as ice.

Nobody dared to approach

But anyone could see,

The pills that lay nestled -

Within the palm of her hand.

And in the midst of all the tension,

The silence seemed to overwhelm -

Those who looked on wanted to run,

Th...

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