Greedy Air
Metals in cloth
Opening holes of fashion
Allow cold breezed air through
It enters my shirt, mixing through my skin
It starves to enter
Enter my body
Cause the compassion
For white cells to fight back
Stingily and inconsiderately it penetrates
Through my flesh, into my cells
Inside my body it breathers
It triggers me to close my jacket
Blind the holes
The cold breeze of air seeks warmth
Finds it in my cozy blood
Refuses to turn back
To return
I desperately hug myself tightly
Experiencing the most twigging stomach ache
I lay down in discomfort and chill
Covering my body with blankets
And wrapping myself with clothes
The cold aired creature confiscated me in illness
As I trusted my body in destroying the germ
I wait in aching and sore
As hours pass I rush to the toilet
To get out with the feeling of victory
And my gratefulness to my body
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