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Do you like my poem?DeathAnother dayAnother nightNothing left to sayBut to tell him to hold on tightTo hold on strongerFor a lot longerHe’s weakening by the hourNot strong enough to take his own showerForever waitingAnticipatingThe truth is soon to comeThis is making my whole body numbThis one dayChanged my life in a lot of waysThis day where he couldn’t hold on for any moreI try to forget this day because my heart becomes sore
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