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A poem about one of the worst days of my life... |
| The taste of dryness, and the stomach turning feeling is what I felt that day. Coming home to a house with a cloud of gloomy feelings and sad stares. I walk in on to be told to sit down for the news. They say, Don't worry Don't cry Don't fear. Only to be told the person you look up to, is as sick as she can get. It's cancer they say. Every feeling and emotion flooded my soul. Two years of fighting; life started to look up. |