Sickness

by vanessa hill   May 19, 2006


It all comes and goes.
We all get tried of getting sick sometime.
It kills some

How do we now when we are?
We do know when we are but how do we know when others are?

I hate being sick.
Sick is all that i know.
Its all that I'm around.
It scares me.

HELP ME SOMEONE IT WANT GO AWAY!

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  • 18 years ago

    by shelby

    Hey Sis....keep up the good writing...k?...and call me anytime you feel sick... I can help you and you can help me...lylas...Ttyl Bye!!