As I sleep deep in my bed,
I twist and turn, febricity grabs me,
The temperature rises rapidly, my abdomen
Goes insane...
I gasp for a breath,
my ears drums was beating like paradiddle,
the breadbasket refused to work,
I rolled around alone-In the dark....
As i saw the first pencil of sunlight,
I slowly stirred,
I let the warmth touch my face,
I slowly stood up to embrace....
My fate,
DEATH....
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