Sunday, February 14

My Brain Feels like Scambled Eggs

You
send hot and cold shivers
down my spine. 
My heart pounds,
My head swims,
My palms sweat.

You 
make me want to stay in bed all day.
You change the way I dream 
and make me slightly nauseous

You 
make me sneeze a lot
And I can't stop coughing,
so I'm taking lots of vitamin C

The flu is the worst.


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