The cancer came and claimed dads life.
His body lays with lifeless eyes.
My mothers tears run down her cheek, like a pearl floating in an icy creek.
I got the news and threw up my heart, the water fall came never departs,
it fills up the lake and I drown inside,
Then a hand came down and pulled me from the tide.
I learned to ride the tide and surf the wave.
I will survive,
But my Heart will always be concave.
Wow. This was truly something, I felt it. Thank you
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