Diseased MAG

By Unknown, Unknown, Unknown

Melancholyspreads like the plague.
You send me swarms of
Passionless hopesand
Valleys of emptiness.
Flounder in your own despair.
Don't cough yourmisery on me,
It's yours to keep.
I thought I was immune to thiscalamity.
I guess it comes in many forms.








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