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Cancer

Please forgive me I do not know what to say

The pain iside grows worst each day

I will try to hold on as long as I can

For I wish to spend every second

With you my dearst freind

Please forgive me for not staying here

The lord is calling it's angles I hear

I have been living on borrowed time

And yes my maker has been more than kind

I don't want you to worry about me

I will be in heaven for enternty

Comments1

  • Cheeky Missy

    Wow. Very sober, sorrowful, sweet, hopeful, poignant. The image is fitting as well. Well-done. Ah, but what a sad contemplation...how very realistic it is, too.



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