The Flu

January 20, 2009
By JustDance GOLD, PG, Other
JustDance GOLD, PG, Other
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My eyes are glazed,
Focusing on nothing.
I hear voices, but it has
Become meaningless,
Background music.
Nothing is real,
Except for the pain
That rages inside.
It holds me prisoner,
Unaware of the world.
All I know is the
Battle inside, the
Battle I am losing.
My eyes flutter closed,
And I surrender myself
To the darkness.

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