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Jan 2015
The doctor said it just need a rest and med
But how come its all over my head?
Now all I can find is my bed*
And no, I don't want tears to shed*


8:17 pm, 1-16-2015
(first poem to post this 2015)
My head is aching. I really should need painkiller. Unwell (not oneself). Should fall asleep before I'll fall apart.
Sheenanigans
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