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The Disease

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20toes
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0 posted 12-31-2009 03:15 PM       View Profile for 20toes   Email 20toes   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for 20toes

The Disease

As I sit here
In this cold empty space
A single tear
Rolls down my face
I sit across
From this one
I once knew
But something came over
And now she is new
She sits there
Looking back at me
No memory
Is what she will see
She is so lost
So lost and confused
Scared and alone
A mind so bruised
I am now grieving
For what I have known
Although she is with me
I feel so alone
I've loved this woman
Before all of this
And I love her now
Even though it is hard
It is taking my soul
It has broken my heart
I hate this disease
It has taken her from me
I wish it would end
And just set her free

To: Grandma

I walk in the clouds, I sing in the dust

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Robert E. Jordan
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since 01-25-2008
Posts 8544
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania


1 posted 12-31-2009 09:37 PM       View Profile for Robert E. Jordan   Email Robert E. Jordan   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Robert E. Jordan

Yo dear 20toes,

I'm sure you don't mean that.

Bobby
gilead
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nevada, USA


2 posted 12-31-2009 10:08 PM       View Profile for gilead   Email gilead   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for gilead

Although we haven't conquered all of the diseases that so beset us, we have the capacity to endure their assault upon mind, soul, and body. I recently passed by a bridge being built high over a deep canyon, and I marveled at the ingenuity of humans, and I said to myself, a hundred years from now someone will pass over this mighty bridge, and give no thought to the wonder I felt as it rose from the seemingly impossible foundation, upon those sheer, craggy, canyon walls . . .
amusemi
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A State of Disarray


3 posted 01-02-2010 04:54 PM       View Profile for amusemi   Email amusemi   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for amusemi

This is heartbreaking, but unfortunately a reality for so many.  Huggs to you and your grandma.  I wish you strengths and love to overcome.
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