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5/13/2013 9:06:08 PM
Teresa Lindsay Posts: 16
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There is a sickness in me laying dormant Like that of a volcano,waiting to erupt No cure in sight, it is there unseen Deadly to me and all around me If it ever goes live, none are safe I fight my tears knowing it is there That one day It will take me away Away from all I know and love I cry not for me but those i leave I try to be brave, to show them it is alright I smile my smile to give them comfort To let them know I will live in their hearts Deep inside is where the sickness is In my blood, waiting to take me I don't want to die, but I'll be brave Till the last, I'll be strong for them No one can carry this burden for me Just walk beside me, hold my hand Know that I love you, remember that My life was not easy, that I carried on I lived the only way I knew how to Doing whats right, with honor and love
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