SicknessA Poem by PhoenixWhiteIm home sick and this is what comes out
2/19/15 1303
I DO NOT LIKE THIS BEING SICK I DO NOT LIKE TO LIE AND SIT I DO NOT LIKE IT WHEN IM FEELING BAD IT MAKES ME MOODY, MAKES ME SAD JUST ONE PILL AND MAKE ME BETTER GET ME OUT OF BED AND OUT OF THIS SWEATER INSTEAD ILL WRAP UP NICE ND SNUG WITH MY ANTIBIOTICS AND TISSUES AND RUB A SHOT OF HENNY WOULD DO ME WELL BUT MY MOM WOULD KNOW, THE LIQUOR SHE'D SMELL NO WORK, NO PLAY, ONLY FLUID AND PILLS AND FEVER AND SWEATING AND SHITTING AND CHILS
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Added on February 19, 2015 Last Updated on February 19, 2015 AuthorPhoenixWhitePASQUATANK, NCAboutI love to write. I think I am a good writer. I have a lot of mixed feeling about a lot of things. I write when I am mad, sad, confused, bored or lonely. So pretty much every day. If something sou.. more..Writing
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