Writing away the sickness.

Writing away the sickness.
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I'm trying to write
away the sickness love...

But
only growing sicker.

Sick of the silence
up above!

My Soul a candle .

(That doesn't flicker.)
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The MoNsTeR -mE
is getting  Worse,

I hear his laughter
constantly
now;

and
he knows about my
Secret Curse!!

(This Fear to speak
Before A Crowd.)

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I thought you may have
been The Cure ..

an answer to my fleeting
Prayers..

Who might teach me
ways I could endure!

(Life's Many Haunted
NiGhTmArEs.)

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but,
We're only
getting SicKeR
LovE...

Writing
TheSe LiVing
Midnight Tragedies.

So
Return to
Your
KinGdoM uP
AboVe!

(Or be eaten by
The
DeviLs iN
mE.)

J.Stephen.H.