Sickness Poem by Laura arwen

Sickness



When you are sick,
you are awfully weak
In the sickness everything hurts you
Nothing can change your thoughts about pain
And nothing amuses you
because you are too concentrated on suffering
I think that we can't prevent
little diseases like simple flu

Sunday, July 2, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: sickness
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