Fever

Sitting still and waiting for a change

To occur in this world of cringe

And desolation, lost to the rain

That pours down on the sinners

Who have been living in pain.

For a brief moment, we are a winner,

Until the world suddenly shakes

With anger once again, throwing

Us from our peaceful break

Of forgetting of the world’s fever.

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