She closed her eyes in fear,
Being sick yet again,
The depression caused her eyes to tear,
Covid-19 is to blame.
Being sick is all forms of ugly,
She tells herself to stop complaining,
Holding onto her tea and honey,
And the emotions she is maintaining.
All she wants is to feel sexy,
But people are bringing her down,
Saying that Covid -19 is deadly,
And there are more important things to worry about now.
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The Girl With The Gift
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