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Am I the speaker of winds
And my words no more than air
I give complaints of this body
For the illness that off me thrives
And if one-third is sickening
The rest is left behind
To give attention to the sickness
So that it may go away in quicker time
My words are not meant to punish
Or meant to blame where blame is not
But simply meant to show my feeling
As a point for when illness strikes again
You cannot say that I said nothing of it
And afterwards, if time is willing
I will be silent if the sickness returns
For that it is forewarned
- by EmoVamp777QueenKitty |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 09/11/2008 |
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