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Heart scripted sentences draw tears from the past Back slashed font bleeds ink through the page Its a matter of health. A matter of health. The angels surely know you. They always know you. They gave you signs. So many signs. Watching your words carefully. Its a matter of health. A matter of health. Beeping jagged lines up on a monitor Again. When will you see that this isn't you; Its a mess created from you. Straitened letters and salt stained pages This was as surprising as the suns climb at dawn. Just a matter of health.