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A disease A plague One stuck in my head The cure is known But ignored to avoid death Of what hasn't been said I plead I pray My body disintegrates I can't function There's no comfort In this endless tension Pictures Videos Images remind me of the pain Yet I glance And I wonder Could my pain be something better? The fight The struggle To quit this avoidance would be the trouble This cure can make due Of all the pain that I've made it through take the pill Accept the death I have nothing else to accept And just like that Everything dies And is sent to the after life And as I disappear Another is born With less to fear Vulnerability Plausibility The cure has gotten to me I become of joy for death The one that made me free One that helped me be And I thank God every night That I built up the conscious to die A disease A plague Never again
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Jan 10, 2015
Jan 10, 2015 at 2:35 PM UTC
A disease
A disease A plague One stuck in my head The cure is known But ignored to avoid death Of what hasn't been said I plead I pray My body disintegrates I can't function There's no comfort In this endless tension Pictures Videos Images remind me of the pain Yet I glance And I wonder Could my pain be something better? The fight The struggle To quit this avoidance would be the trouble This cure can make due Of all the pain that I've made it through take the pill Accept the death I have nothing else to accept And just like that Everything dies And is sent to the after life And as I disappear Another is born With less to fear Vulnerability Plausibility The cure has gotten to me I become of joy for death The one that made me free One that helped me be And I thank God every night That I built up the conscious to die A disease A plague Never again
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julia-yvonne-stine
Coppell, Texas
Jan 10, 2015
Jan 10, 2015 at 2:35 PM UTC
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