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Oh how the truth hurts


Oh how the truth hurts to find this out today. What will my friends and my family have to say about this. The pain is quite unbearable, to tell them this truth will cause even more pain than the cancer itself. Six long, dreading months of fighting, some days I just want to quit, give up and not have my parents suffer another cruel day seeing me in this state. No one looks at me the same, as if I've vanished already dead in their minds, just dust in the wind. So I feel it's my time I couldn't fight it any longer. I will finally feel free in heaven, as the rest of life goes on. Oh, how the truth hurts.
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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda
<p>Powerful expression! Please never stop expressing from the heart. Continue the journey of poetry.&nbsp;</p>

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