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by Erin Smith May 26, 2006 category : Dark, fantasy / unexplained
You are my illness That I cherish everyday You are my weakness That wont go away (You are my impatience) (You are my tolerance) You remain my personal disease Even when my mind you ease You are my personal disease My disease that will never leave Your my sickness that corrupts me Your my disgust That interrupts me You are my personal disease Even when my mind you ease You are mt personal disease My disease My disease Your my parasite That slowly eats me alive you are the freedom i don't have Your the monster i never had Your voice lingers in my mind Constantly, all the time Your whispers brush against my face Leaving an uncontrollable trace You are my personal disease My own personal disease That we shall celebrate