Sick

by zadyrose   May 25, 2005


Feeling weak,
cant stop shacking,
dark and cold,
this strange disease,
taking control,
i look so pale,
how do i live,
legs are sore,
stomachs sick,
dark circles,
hair a mess,
still shivering,
pain in my chest,
i must be dieing,
i feel deaths breath,
breathing on,
my bare neck,
so scared,
don't wanna die,
i guess this,
is goodbye,
my finale act,
the last show,
curtain falls,
i have to go.

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