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Sep 2013
Sick, that’s all I feel.
Sore throat,
Tired,
Joints not functioning.
Eyes glazed over
And slowly shutting.
Cold,
Cold is the only other feeling
That passes through my body.
Sore joints,
Sore throat
I can’t swallow
Or talk.
It hurts too much.
So tired.
Exhaustion running its course.
Weakened muscles;
Pain striking through them.
Back,
My back is in pain.
It needs to be stretched or cracked,
But nothing is helping.
Stiff,
My whole body is stiff and aching.
My nose is stuffed up
But it’s really my sinuses.
Sore,
Stiff,
Tired,
Exhausted,
Pain,
All running through my body.
Sick, that’s all I feel.
Dev A
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Dev A  28/F/New Jersey
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