SicknessA Poem by BellarinaIt comes unexpectedly
Rushing up like a blooming flower
The tingle starts in your stomach
Then it makes its way to your throat
Suddenly, out it comes
A waterfall of pure waste
Pain flows through your body
You ache all over
Feeling the sickness lingering ever so slightly
Afterwards...making your way to an empty bed...
Laying your head down on the pillow
Closing your eyes...
And the pain all fades away
In your dreams © 2008 BellarinaReviews
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1 Review Added on February 27, 2008 Last Updated on February 27, 2008 AuthorBellarinaRaleigh, NCAboutI'm Sabrina. Recently turned 22 years old. I've been writing ever since I was a child but only chose to start keeping track of it at the age of 15. I tend to stray from magical based writings. They al.. more..Writing
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