ClinicalA Poem by VoniIt doesn’t feel like a sickness It feels really fucked up, like you can control it But you can’t and you, Don’t kid yourself. It’s really more, well.. Can you survive today? But when you can’t That’s how you know. And when it distorts you And when you can’t hold it And when it becomes more, you know A sickness © 2013 Voni |
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Added on August 28, 2013 Last Updated on August 28, 2013 Author
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