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where i am feels small and tight like someone else's clothing it doesn't fit or smell like me I wake up each morning not sure how much of my energy can be spent on the things i used to take for granted Breathing, eating,sleeping It took over my life in November took away my job and gave my name rank and serial number to every doctor and insurance company east of the Mississippi I have medications that counteract the effects of other medications i watch too much daytime Television and spend too much time bonding with my cats I have become a victim in this heath game they cannot put one name on it so it must not be real but i feel like i am dying slowly a little more each day

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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