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I don't know what it is But to bad news I seem to not react anymore Am not heartless I know this But it seems that I closed some kind of door Or maybe I made peace that life is full of it Ups and...
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I don't know what it is But to bad news I seem to not react anymore Am not heartless I know this But it seems that I closed some kind of door Or maybe I made peace that life is full of it Ups and...
Your my idol. During your fight of survival, You did a lot, You had a shot, But you never gived up.
A year has passed, The tears still fall Since cancer stole you From us all I miss you more With every passing day I wish that I was now Old So that it was my turn to call it a day They said that...
Title: A Monster Calls Author: Siobhan Dowd/ Patrick Ness Rating: 10/10 Ages: 10+ (theme may not be suitable for younger audiences, or anyone who has suffered similar experiences) Starting off, A...
So my Grandads gone into hospital prematurely,. He'll be ok wont he surely,. Suspected blood clot in his arm,. Low blood sugars too raising alarm,. His op booked for Wednesday the 5th,.
On countdown now till you go in for your op, Pull through this please I love you a lot, The odds are stacked against you, Please remember to fight we will stand and fight too, Be brave, braver than...
Just heard the news, The worst, You passed away Today, Never got to say Goodbye, Thought you'd pull Through, Last I heard you had Improved, Then this afternoon, You died, So suddenly, Cancer can do...
I miss you,. Come back,. I need you,. My eyes are black,. My mascara ran,. Why did I wear it,. I love you gran,. You grinned and bared it,. But now your gone,. It's all over now,. The sun shone,.
Well my wonderful mum has got a tumour. Forgive me if I lose my sense of humour. The fear of this has shocked us to the core. All of this worry is such a sodding bore.
#household Please don't go into the light, No please don't leave me alone. I would be lost without you, You're the kindest person I've ever known.
This memory is from the start of our relationship, about a month in, on a school trip to Washington DC.
This one is less of a memory, and more of a song that we used to listen to. When I listen back to it now though, I can't help but pick up on its relevance now he's dead.
"Okay, read me something else then ?" "Um," I said. "I don't have anything else?" "That's too bad. I am so in the mood for poetry.
#household (Not A Poem!) Everyone talks about how much they love thier grandfather clocks. Why a grandfather clock. I am ashamed of my grandfather.
Your hair's shorter now, thinner too. It once was black as a ravens wing. Now it's peppered with grey. Your face, always so youthful and full of life, now has heavy lines etched into your flaky skin.
There is a young girl from across the sea, A beautiful girl from Tennessee As a story teller she excels Until one day her life derails A victim of the vicious C But she carries on with dignity And...
Three months ago, I had everything and didn't know it I love you so deeply, why didn't I show it.
Once upon a time, There was a fragile girl. She wasn't locked away in a tower Or destined for world. She wasn't daughter to a king and queen, A pride of all around.
We went to visit her every other day but eventerly we started visiting less. I hated to see her there in pain so did my dad.
For the last 2 years i have been dreading each day until one day where the dreading stoped. So did part of me.
The hand of fate slapped his face with a grin. Now he must take part in a battle, that only someone else can win. ....... or lose. Washed away was his discontent.
I miss you so much it pains me. Piercing to my core. But at least now your free. It's not hurting anymore. You were taken too young. Death's motives are unclear. Your life had only just begun.
When I was just a young one, A tiny, wobbling thing. You were always there for me, You taught me everything. I'm crying as I write this, You're beautiful, but you disagree.
It's painful being me on a daily basis. My mum was my best friend, my soul mate, my enemy all rolled into one person, this made her one brilliant person.