The Deadly Sickness Poem by Makayla Straight

The Deadly Sickness

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I am sick and tired of feeling like this.
Everything I look at
Gives me a sickness feeling in my stomache.
I will always feel like I am in hell.
I don't understand why.
People say I look tired and pale,
but it's another way saying I look like Sh*t.
But I don't give a damn.
All I want is the feeling to go away.
Before I go away

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Makayla Straight

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I was Born in Tuscon Then I moved to Phoenix
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