The Uncomfortable Sickness
I'm sitting with this keyboard,
Aching with every movement,
Trying my hardest to stay aboard,
Exhaustion taking its due payment.
I can feel the sickness spreading,
I can feel the coarseness rubbing,
I can feel the cold sensation...
Even though I'm feverish and wavering.
My comfort-ability has left me,
This cold leaves everything amiss,
Everything is chilling inside me,
Because of The Uncomfortable Sickness...
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Forgive me for what I do.
As grown as I am, lessons are still due.
Forgive me as my dreams continue to waiver,
For I am the one, the unholy Heartbreaker.
As grown as I am, lessons are still due.
Forgive me as my dreams continue to waiver,
For I am the one, the unholy Heartbreaker.