Disease - Poem by Akshaya Asphyxia
Sickness in the brain,
Sickness in the world,
Sickness all around,
I am dying from my own,
And you are dying from your own.
Mine I call Fear,
And yours you call Cancer.
I hope I get over it,
And you hope to not die.
We both have our sickness
We both shall survive.
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