Sickness


Sickness that consumes this soul,

Sickness of this heart so cold,

I’ve been sick for so very long,

I am sick, and I’m not wrong.

This sickness is unlike any,

It will always consume many,

It hurts one, then leaps to another,

Spreading from the mouths of each other.

Sickness that no one can heal,

Sickness to which there is no shield,

One more time the sickness strikes,

Yet another soul is wiped.

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