The dawning dawn
Breaking the newly day
With blissful breath
Showering in shower
A tick on the nipple
Kept me puzzle
In panic and guzzle
Seeking diagnosis
In stout and fear.
In the breaking days
While watering my flesh
The nipple has grown more dopily
My sense has gone in my thoughts
My weight has lost it weigh
Myself is the shadow
I was once a human
With breath and flesh
But as the doctors seek solution
I have solved my plight
Cause with these pains
I have taken the flight
To the world of the night.
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