SICK

You make me sick

you make me ill

you make me want to vomit all over my shoes

if only to clear myself of the poisons

you�ve pressed into me.

You�ve made me vile and dirty

and dank and dire.

You made me want to die.

And I don�t fully blame you

for I put myself in the position.

I placed myself beneath you

as you coughed a lung

pressed your germish invasion into me

blitzing all my pores

checking me straight into the hospital.

It�s been hell

it�s been horrible

it�s been heinous

and yet

I�d do it all again

and will

the next time you�re sick.

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