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Doctor, help



Doctor im afraid theres an issue

theres a problem with the way i live

see doc, i have a lot of scar tissue

and recenty my brains been a sive

 

Doctor I really wish we could talk

but im so afraid of what youll say

the pain is growing more and more

what if it just turns out im okay

 

Doctor will you tell me if you see

because im not so sure right now

my limbs still there, attached to me

since my torsos crumpled in a bow

 

However Doc ive been screaming

Emphasising my pain for so long

Letting my smile go from beaming to

Perpetually down and not srong

My family rarely ever notice now

Even though its so very clear

 

Doctor ive always been wondering how

to deal with so very much fear.

 

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