Thursday, June 02, 2005

From Days

I could always delay
I can't delay the fever
This time
This time it is different
Sweating glances
Blood pools together
Eating away
Making me feel
Dissected
Don't worry
Its not as bad as it sounds
(Its worse)
Postponed thoughts always surface
Break out in cold sweat
Feverish chilling
Someone could say something
But your not helping much

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