I feel uneasy, I think I am ill
I have all of the symptoms of dying.
I can't breathe -- suffocation;
My heart is racing -- cardiac arrest;
I have a lump in my stomach -- cancer;
Surely these are my ailments,
However, I only die when you are near.
I know it sounds vile,
But each time you send me to Heaven.
So what is this disease which qualms me;
Which chokes and burns and pains the spirit?
I believe, my heart, it is called "love."
Author notes
Just a little something I wrote at school...in about five min or so. Hope you like!
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