The story so far:
immune
by denwy8
I tried to sleep,
but the wound is deep.
I closed my eyes,
and I see lies.
I tried morphine,
but it started morphin'.
Pain killers no longer work,
let the demons do the work.
Your voice resounds in my ears,
this pain will take years.
Your shadow haunts me,
why does death spare me?
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