Your words mean nothing.
always tormenting and pretending you're so loving.
killing me slow as the days grow longer . The good in me fading as the pains growing stronger.
Welcoming death though I fear for my daughter. Faith seems so distant as my chances get smaller.. I refuse to pray it just looks as though no one can help me . No one but her but it's her that's the end of me.
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