Doctor, Doctor

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Thoughts on Life

"Doctor, doctor", you call, "I'm sick".

Don't ask me to heal you.



I'll only cause you unimaginable agony.

I'll be your crutch or break your other leg.

I'll rub your wounds and let an infection seep in.

I'll let the virus spread until a fever takes over.

I'll cause uncontrollable seizures shaking you to the core.

I'll rip your cancerous heart right out of your chest.

I'll be the incurable disease that eats away at you.

I'll take pleasure in watching you in pain.



I can't cure you.

Go find another doctor.

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