Sick Poem by sunny jenkins

Sick



wake up to a shock
not like electricity
more like a rock thats toxicity
i might die and cry
because my throat is so dry
the common pain shrieks my head
as i lay helplessly in bed
well this sucks, at least i have nothing to do today
but i have a couple of bucks so i'll be on my way

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