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have you ever lay in a field
in the middle of summer
with the emerald ribbons
caressing your bronzed skin
as you gaze up into that lonely sky
no clouds nor planes to blemish it's clarity
the sounds of a rippling stream
and rustling leaves in a light summer breeze
dancing in your ears?
.
                                                                                                                    .
She was told, in January, that she had two weeks to live                   .                          
But she defied them                                                                         y
For 18 months                                                                              a
She laughed with her children                                               w
Cried with her husband                                                      a
                
The chemo dulled the sparkle in her eyes                 r
Like liquid depression                                            e
Her spirit diminishing                                        h
            
Until one inevitable day                              k
When hope crossed paths with fate        o
In that sterile hospital room                 o
When deaths shadow crept in and  t
i hate your lack of empathy
i hate your selfishness
i hate to be accused
i hate the lies
i hate
y o u
i hate you
i hate your greed
i hate your arrogance
i hate the empty promises

but with time i have learned to accept the apology i never had

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