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Through the Tears

I will not be a child anymore,
I will grow up,
I will forget how to have fun,
So that I may avoid another painful memory.

I will stop climbing trees,
I will stop falling,
I do not want another six week recovery,
It hurts so much.

I constantly long for another childhood,
My childhood was not great...
Constant fractures were my suffering,
Each coming at about the same time every year.

Now I suffer,
I suffer from fear,
I suffer from emotions,
I suffer from something that cannot be changed...

Another attack...
Another impairment,
This time it's serious-
Will I be able to walk like I did before?

I do not want physical therapy,
Yet, I shall endure the pain...
I shall endure the pain,

Through my tears.

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  • LadyLuff
    June 9, 2008

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    what ah beautiful poem

    i enjoyed this very much

    great!

    keep up the good work