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Sunday, June 26, 2011

The battle


Lost in my thought
I recollect the time
When I was sturdy
Unlike my present state

Many months have I endured
Combating the malady
Upholding steadily
While fading inside

A year has passed
Since the truth was found
The remedy unavailable
The passing seems inevitable

Your icy clutches on my throat
Drains me of my breathe
It’s time for me to go
To the land of no return

As I fade from this world,
Will I be remembered?
I know not
For the future seems too absurd.

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