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 Feb 2020
SheWritesForYou
Hey sickness
When will you go?
You’ve make me weak
And I can’t sing no more

Hey sickness
Why do i feel so low?
My organs are failing
When my poor soul died long ago

Oh sickness!
Have you got good intentions at all?
You give me all these pain
I’ve no energy left

Dear life
Now please spare me
Let me rest in peace
Inside the little heaven I’ve made.

— The End —