epilepsy

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Im might not be ill

But im not right

I might be stable

But half dead at night

I look fine until you see

Im happy and sad

The dark inside me

Im on the floor

Cold and wet

Lying sickening still

Not telling yet!!!

It stopped once or twice

But is back again

Gaining dice

How to stop I don't know

The floors my direction

How far I fall

WILL SHOW

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