Sick

by Angelica   Jul 7, 2004


-the illness sweeps across like a fly, spreading to people so fast and sly, you miss school, missing the inside jokes feeling like a fool.. what else can you do but feel sad, thinking about how you feel, bad, getting better seems so far away, you feel like you will never see that day, when you will be able to stand and run, just think about all that fun, but then you wake up in a cold sweat in bed, thats when you realize...could this be all in my head?!

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