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Jul 2016
This I own
I choose to be
I have chosen to be
It is sad, now, that I have no one
to call my own
No one living in my home
Have I been lonely
sure-years
Non without tears
No one to comfort my fears
Nor to hear my cheers
No one waiting for me
upstairs
Laying here still alone
No one laying next to me
For some reason, I did not think,
someone I would ever need
NowΒ Β becomingΒ Β more needy
Really need some one next to me
Yes I have family
They are so busy actually
Reality

Now that my death is even more near
I fear
So many more tears
There are no more cheers
No one waiting upstairs for me
No one living in my home

I guess I will fulfill my destiny
and will die
Alone
!!
Waiting for my death
No one laying next to me
No one in heaven waiting for me
Mark Tilford
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Mark Tilford  Louisville ky
(Louisville ky)   
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