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Hospital


The nurses chatter filled the silent air
 
Though not a single word reached thier ears
 
Thier minds gone blacnk from lack of sleep, they dare
 
To think of what may be, thier own worst fears
 
 
The drum of feet echoes inside the halls
 
Heavy from the news that they had to bear
 
Recieved by anxious gasps and fearful bawls
 
Or merely shocked quiet as thier hearts tear
 
 
Feelings of hope and despair fill thier mind
 
and wishes to have thier old life again
 
Ignorance is the plauge of human-kind
 
Who here has any idea of pain?
 
 
There is always someone who has it worse
 
Though it seems you suffer the cruelest curse
 
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