Coughs racking my body
My throat can't take it
Please just stop
And come another day
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Confused Days
Poetry~ Confusion helps when I'm sad. It takes my mind off it. I drift off to sleep, And all I see is darkness ~ Poems that I can't find homes for ~ 'Days' series updated every two days
Cough
Coughs racking my body
My throat can't take it
Please just stop
And come another day
