Stuck In The Rain...

They say we N.I. Double G. E.R./But we are much more/Still ya'll choose to ignore/a better life you could explore/Standing in the rain as it pours/getting infected with diseases/Making it hard to [weather] the storm/This is not a simple chore/When there ain't a fucking cure/Magic still got the disease/It's just not as fucking pure/He got tested real early/You ain't been tested before/You just sitting there letting the Reaper close opportunistic doors/Your body is breeding sores/And it burns to the core/to your heart/to your soul/Now you're cold/In the morgue/In purgatory wondering why you wasn't tested before/Now this is the story told to the rich/Not to the poor/To those that don't give a damn/And those that are the suspected source/And can't afford medication to save their lives anymore/So now they're stuck in the hurricane as the rain pours/And don't have the key to the reaper's locked doors/The story that was told/Was never really able to unfold/Just another black body left to stone/Like coal

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