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I have an itch-
Impossible to shake
Penetrates throught-out my skin,flesh,and bones
I cant shake it off, lingering amoung my skin
It's thick, and heavy
Sickly in scent and leaves me as tired as a pensioner
It took me few weeks to find an idea for this slam,
I’ve been scratching my head in deep thought,
Tossing and turning in my sleep for days,
Trying to figure out what to write about.