Mr. Dr. (Mister Doctor) by I.E Morgan

I though you'd be here
By now to heal me
Scope my body
Probe around
Running tests on nothing
Come back with everything
I fall sick
You say it's fine

End of my time

Call for help
You bring me death

End of my time

Sickening, splicing my body
Ticking jumping under my skin
Pinching, tearing up my insides

Help me
Save me

The stress is killing me

Stop it
Cease the pain

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