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My skin is warm My bones are achey Wrapped in blankets Yet I'm still shaking My head is pounding My throat is sore As I lie here ailing My body's at war My nose is running Where to, I'm not sure As I scour the internet To find a quick cure My vision is hazy As I scroll through my options Should I really trust random Internet users' concoctions? The coughing has started I've just held back a sneeze I've got to do something Before I'm riddled with disease I'll mix these ingredients Then down them without attest If this doesn't work out At least I tried my best
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Jan 21, 2016
Jan 21, 2016 at 7:10 PM UTC
Hypochondriac
My skin is warm My bones are achey Wrapped in blankets Yet I'm still shaking My head is pounding My throat is sore As I lie here ailing My body's at war My nose is running Where to, I'm not sure As I scour the internet To find a quick cure My vision is hazy As I scroll through my options Should I really trust random Internet users' concoctions? The coughing has started I've just held back a sneeze I've got to do something Before I'm riddled with disease I'll mix these ingredients Then down them without attest If this doesn't work out At least I tried my best
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Jan 21, 2016
Jan 21, 2016 at 7:10 PM UTC
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