October 22, 2012
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I am sick
Worse then ill
The disease has spread
To where it will hurt the most
Arms are weak, feeling weak-kneed
I wish I could change fate, it would hurt less
Truth is the world has different plans
No hurt will ever hurt as much
I feel always pained here
Deep down it lives
I am sick

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The Dad said...
Jan. 27, 2013 at 6:51 am
Nice job!  I particularly like the shape of the poem.  Very nicely done.  And just like grandma, sorry that this person hurt you so much.
AnnaBanana said...
Nov. 3, 2012 at 3:00 pm
Hi lovely! Love the matching first and last lines "I a sick..."  And the "Arms are weak, feeling weak kneed" line! Actually looking back on it I love like all the lines....
grandma said...
Oct. 28, 2012 at 9:14 pm
Very deeply felt. sorry you are sick because of this person's ignoring you. Find more friends to write happy thoughts abiut. 
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