i am sick
ill manner sick in the mind
the fever of madness rises and the thouht of humanity falls
the phlem that is caught in my throat is no more than dissapointment
the shaking in my hands is from fatigue due to school's high standards
the chills in my bones are society's down fall
and the burn in my eyes are because I can't see him
the result is a little thing we all like to call
A COLD
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