Illness
Nausea swells up, like a balloon No doctor can cure my illness Only the titanic pines, reaching from above The satisfying crunch of firm pine needles Beneath my bare feet A warm breeze wafting pleasant smells by my face Only…
Nausea swells up, like a balloon No doctor can cure my illness Only the titanic pines, reaching from above The satisfying crunch of firm pine needles Beneath my bare feet A warm breeze wafting pleasant smells by my face Only…