Hypochondria Poem by Kevin Schaller

Hypochondria



You touch your head
and feel the chillness,
you think you're dead
and fear the illness.
You hope it's gonna be alright,
because the doctor's super bright.

Sunday, November 2, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: illness
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Hypochondria is a geniuses dark passenger.
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