My Little Notepad
Wednesday, 25 June 2008
flat, blank, pressure pushing on my temple.
weak hands, i cannot tense them.
tired eyes, i cannot close them.
hungry, yet unable to consume.
this is my illness. this is my restriction.
i will overcome this, i will become well once more.
As always, the author of this is
How'd I go?
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