Coughs rack my body.
Gooey yellow fills the tissues.
Weary, sniffling, suffering.
My throat stings,
my lungs itch.
The common cold?
More like the common torture.

It leaves me lazier than before.
I call out for a warm drink,
Just something to ease the pain.
Still, more tissues fall from my hand.
More germs fly into the air.
The common cold?
More like the common torture.

When will it leave?
Hopefully soon.
No matter, I'm still suffering now.
Overdramatic?
Maybe.
The common cold?
More like the common torture.

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Yes, I am currently suffering from a cold. I feel terrible.