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Tired

Waking, I feel unrest.
Exhaustion fills my body and soul.
I'm standing while my  strength fails me one more time.
Energy is lost.
Unknown faces try to hold me up;
but, my heart has surrendered its final beat.
So many times they try to comfort me
through the power of some nameless drug.
It's not enough anymore.
I'm drowning in fatigue and pain.
My strength is gone.

how did it make you feel?

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  • Rose Patrick
    September 20

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    This is as good write . but I hate it for it is you saying that you will not be here, and I can't LOSE YOU ! ! ! ! So you can not give up . I need you . you are my baby and will always be my baby.one because you were the last born, two because you are almost a total copy of me LOL. I love you and need you.I get to DIE first. and that will be on Sept 26,2014