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Dec 2014
I can barely breathe,
I can’t even speak,
My head is spinning,
I’m feeling so weak;

Manager wants me gone,
Colleagues want me away,
I don’t feel too good,
So I can’t stay;

Driving back home,
Sneezing all the way,
My head is spinning,
All through the day;

The sun in my eyes,
I cannot see,
Nothing can help me,
Not even the sea;

I’m on my bed,
Facing the sky,
I hear my wheezing,
I’m gonna’ die;
Daniel Tabone
Written by
Daniel Tabone  Malta
(Malta)   
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