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Zach Gordon
Poems
Mar 2013
Injection is Relief
Cold floors, and the doors are open
Rushing white coats, we're running
Bright room, and sharpened steel
Stripped down, injection is relief
How could this be?
I finally feel like a human being
This can't be happening.
My life is drenched with disease.
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Zach Gordon
Kentucky
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