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A Dying Whisper


at last my time has come as I

have been laying in this death

bed for 2 year's just waiting to

die, my body has giving up on

me while my mind has been lost

for almost ten years this year. I

have been suffering day after day

just asking the lord to take me but

he wont he just made me suffer

with agony and despair , but soon

he will have to take me as I leave

the world with a dying whisper

saying that I am sorry for the pain

I have put you in and through In

your life. I know I wasn't always

there for you but I still loved you

with all my heart just to die wealthy

with the people I love so very much

around me.

 

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