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Posted by MFish

My heart is in my throat,
My feet on the floor.
The words in my ears,
"I can't take this anymore."
"You don't know what it's like,
Please put me away.
I can't live like this,
Put me into a home,
For the rest of my day."

This love of mine,
For most of my life,
Is shredding my soul,
As if with a knife.
Her wit was quite funny,
Not dry, like mine.
She was/is smarter than me,
Without any doubt.
This most, terrible disease
is something, one could cry about.

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