Oh my eyes have seen it all
The rise of tumour, an angel fall
The jolt that runs when heavens call
The anguish of a crying soul
Oh my eyes have seen it all
Oh my lungs have breathed in
The vicious smoke from burnin’
Down the monster who dwells within
A place that’s had no joy or sin
Oh my lungs have breathed thin
Oh my heart has felt a war
On the cold concrete floor
The agony in a hapless roar
For the opening of a door
Oh my heart could feel no more
You have rights under HIPPA, but now I’m wondering what you mean by tumour. Restlessly agonizing, why can’t I stop reading these?
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Beautiful piece 🤗🤗
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Thank you.
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Wow! That’s great. You do have a way with words. It’s… magical!
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Thank you, Faith.
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You’re welcome, Sir.
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It’s really beautiful
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Thank you.
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