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I see the commercials for osteoarthritis. And mentally curse this age of awareness Where we, the audience are forced to see our frail mortality . . . One in three! ONE IN THREE! Mocks the voice on T.V. And suddenly my chest fills with invisible cancers cholesterol, and tumors While diabetes races through my veines. I stagger from the room. Joints now rusted with a touch of arthritis. My breath wheezes from the asthma I never had until this moment. My arteries harden like boa constrictors. And I fall to the floor - breaking a hip as I go down. My memory fades under Alzheimer's wrath. While glaucoma darkens my vision. And ravaging Obesity, consumes my soul.
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Apr 2, 2013
Apr 2, 2013 at 2:22 AM UTC
Tragedy by Hypocondria
I see the commercials for osteoarthritis. And mentally curse this age of awareness Where we, the audience are forced to see our frail mortality . . . One in three! ONE IN THREE! Mocks the voice on T.V. And suddenly my chest fills with invisible cancers cholesterol, and tumors While diabetes races through my veines. I stagger from the room. Joints now rusted with a touch of arthritis. My breath wheezes from the asthma I never had until this moment. My arteries harden like boa constrictors. And I fall to the floor - breaking a hip as I go down. My memory fades under Alzheimer's wrath. While glaucoma darkens my vision. And ravaging Obesity, consumes my soul.
I'm not really sure what I was thinking when I wrote this . . .
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Apr 2, 2013
Apr 2, 2013 at 2:22 AM UTC
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