Unheard of Killer

June 23, 2011
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Eighteen are dead
A sickness so formidable
Lingering fears of never waking in this bed
Sorrow and panic is ubiquitous

This outbreak is unknown
A disease of infernal turmoil
Doctors can only frown
Tears and shouting of heartbreak fill the room

A family is left to pray
Hopes of a cure remain strong
New people come each day
Most are sick some lay motionless

I wish this suffering would cease
My dreams and bright future are tarnished
You are outside in my search of peace
From the worlds of a dead girl:

I Love You
Deathtoll: Nineteen

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