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I hope you will never find yourself for days in hospital on a bed, not knowing what to do, well I am and I wrote these poems let me know.

No matter how

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by coppolascrittore

by coppolascrittore

No matter how hard I try,

I always end up on my bed and cry,

With a pillow on my face,

To dry the tears coming at pace,

I look up at the ceiling,

How do I get rid of this feeling?

I'm in so much pain,

How can I get it to drain?

My heart is beating so fast,

It feels that it's going to blast,

I don't know what to do,

This is all happening because of you,

Don't you worry I'll be fine,

Knowing that you'll never be mine......