A Sickness Poem by maddy macleod

A Sickness



It causes pain and suffering,
Too much strain and rebuffering,
It takes peoples' lives,
And leaves us with tears in our eyes.

There is no light,
But you must contunue to fight,
'He'll be fine, ' she lies,
As he slowly dies.

Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: leaves,lies
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