An infected limb spreads the disease <br />And the pain only gets worse <br />So you cut it away, <br />From the very root.<br /><br />Wes Thompson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-used-to-chase-your-car-down-the-street-with-tears-in-my-eyes-but-you-never-flinched-once-does-it-haunt-you-at-night-i-hope-so/
