Mom...
Please don’t allow them
To infuse that poison
It ruins me
Nasty nausea
I need to vomit
Never want to stop
I cannot eat sweet ice-cream
What a nasty poison
Oh god..
Are you there?
Is this what you want me to be?
Oh darling mom
Dear me!
Please don’t allow
Mom,
Why was I born?
Why we all fall ill?
Can you be away from disease?
Mom …I prefer to die..
We all have to go one day
Don’t we mom?
But this poison
Burns my veins
Scrapes my bones
Twist my stomach
Oh god
Is this what
You want me to be?
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