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The Sickness
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The Sickness |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA 
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Your stomach hurts You cannot stand to eat If you just smell food You feel like you might puke Your stomach hurts Through to your back You try to sleep But comfortable You cannot be You are naueous 24/7 You wish the foul taste in your mouth Would just disappear But it doesn't You feel the chunks rise In the back of your throat But nothing happens Unless you count a sore throat the sickness As come to stay Hopefully not long You say Cold hands means a warm heart |
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ThunderMage Senior Member
since 2002-06-20
Posts 812Canada |
Seems a sickness is always my enemy - sicknesses always hurt the people I care about the most, and I can't stop that. Hmm... if I were a healer... but then, I couldn't steal, not even hearts.  LOLWhat is life without poetry and adventure? |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
yuck but it has a familiar ring to it, though 16+ years ago I had a similar flu it lasted 9 months and ended in kicking and screaming |
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