yellow fever


Created by lostsouls12321 on Thursday, December 22, 2005

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Dead men and women walking to their graves,
All because of this horrid plague,
to the graveyard they all march,
throwing up blood and taken over with dispair,
it's as if life isn't even there,
no one would get close enough to help them back to health,
They were locked up in their own shadows and stealth,
Dead men and women walking to their graves,
all because of this horrid plague.
Yellow fever.

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