doctor
doctor
i'm so sick
can't you help me?
i don't care how
just kill it, please
you've been
sitting behind that
glass for so long
looking in my eyes
taking notes
sacrifice me
i don't care
your dynamic touch
is a small price to
pay to end these
incessant dreams
that worm their way
spreading deeper
and deeper until
i can appreciate
their collective pulse
and anymore
i feel so sick
doctor
just fix it
cure me
change it
make me as
sterile as your
white lab coat
there's something
wrong here, doctor
it's been too long
and they won't take me
broken like
this, doctor
fix me
please
copyright JANE'06
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