Nothing much left
Physically weak
My body decays
As this disease eats
Laying in pain
I don't want to speak
I'll see the doctor
Thursday next week
That is if i make it
For seven more days
It might hurt alot
But i'm not afraid
Because it's no secret
For death i have prayed
You once gave me hope
But to rest
It's been laid
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