A yawn every five minutes.
The sick feeling of needing a bucket.
A burning sensation, coming from you heart.
The throbbing in your head,
That makes you want to cry.
A stream of wishes;
Wishing for no sickness.
Listening to your head,
Telling yourself to get healthy.
'Rise up, get better...'
But the shaking of your knees,
Your sweaty palms,
There isn't much to do
Besides being sick.
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