I Have A DiseaseA Poem by PoeticFuryThis sickness I have no cure; there is no cure; nor do I want to be cured
A secrect that I didn't know. If I knew what I know now.
Honestly to tell you all this is the best way to go. I was told it was only a matter of time it would have not been able to stay on the low. My emotions so many times I would let it loose. Into a white piece of paper with countless blue lines. While on the left was three holes. I went into it without protection. Seems as if I had no use. I have Aids Ability In Distributing Sentences Call it what you want. You can make fun of me because I am not faking. I choose to take this disease and spread it. I was always taking it. It burned so much when I was done to the tip of my pen. So take that scenario. There is no cure... Not untill it kills me. I hope it does not. If you can help me please.. I hope I am not the only one with this.. Don't treat me different, but yes I have a disease. © 2011 PoeticFuryAuthor's Note
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Added on April 18, 2011 Last Updated on April 18, 2011 AuthorPoeticFuryNew Orleans, LAAboutHeaven has no fury like a writer with emotion. I love writing more than I love life. Why? Cause writing is my life, and without it I have no life. I enjoy music, and meeting new people. Also like most.. more..Writing
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