boring bronchitis brings billions in antibiotics sales to the masses
what in my throat makes me feel a need to medicate myself
a self serving age fearful of death and morbid as hell
pain in the neck a mass must be checked
prolong life for as long as it takes to do whatever it is we are doing
to fool whoever we are fooling
to screw whoever we are screwing
Enough
the rapture my parents didn't find
is not something I'll keep chasing in time
Refusal, rage, and despair over seemingly cursed life
Is a paradox of spiritual proportions
soul abortion
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