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My tuberculosis infected heart spits blood and stays away from light lives in humidity causing fungus growing In my inside. My tb infected heart caughs from all its holes at night it never sleeps nevear eats it's lost it's appetite for people and joy and laughs My tb infected heart will die soaked in smoke they'll burn its bed, its clothes every crumble of feelings and I will be left naked with blood stains on my skin My tb infected heart lives in isolation between walls of mirrors reflecting the misery of my mind It lives in fear and shame hungrily waiting for death to come for them to burn its bed.
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Mar 8, 2016
Mar 8, 2016 at 10:42 AM UTC
tuberculosis
My tuberculosis infected heart spits blood and stays away from light lives in humidity causing fungus growing In my inside. My tb infected heart caughs from all its holes at night it never sleeps nevear eats it's lost it's appetite for people and joy and laughs My tb infected heart will die soaked in smoke they'll burn its bed, its clothes every crumble of feelings and I will be left naked with blood stains on my skin My tb infected heart lives in isolation between walls of mirrors reflecting the misery of my mind It lives in fear and shame hungrily waiting for death to come for them to burn its bed.
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Mar 8, 2016
Mar 8, 2016 at 10:42 AM UTC
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