Sleepless Writings: THE EVILS OF DISEASE

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Wednesday, November 19, 2003

THE EVILS OF DISEASE

It feels like hammers are bludgeoning my brain And every few seconds I have to clear my throat Im tired, I'm sick and my head is in pain All I have to say is that I have had enough I want to curl up in bed and never wake up Without coughing or sneezing I'd like to be able to have a cigerette Without... Sign in to see full entry.

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