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Dose
I go to the chemist,
The one right around the corner,
Hoping I could get something,
For the emptiness I’ve been feeling lately.
I step in with a cheerful smile,
Looking for positivity,
All this while,
But, when I tell the chemist,
What I want,
He looks at me,
Like he has been warned,
Of someone like me,
Walking in on a Thursday evening,
Asking for something,
Without a prescription,
Or without even rumbling.
He shakes his head,
Says he can’t sell it to me anymore,
Asking why,
I offer him double the price,
Without budging he kicks me out,
But all I wanted was,
A dose of love,
I haven’t had,
Since last October,
So, tell me if you have a chemist around,
From where I can get a dose,
To fall in love throughout.
