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Apr 2013
I feel broken
Shattered
My existence split in two
One lives with him
And the other quickly fades
A whisper in the dark
Of my hollowed breast
These things should never happen
Words erased from language
Pain drawn out in syringes
And burned in brilliant holocausts
We did not ask for this
For the eyes of God
To shadow our lives,
Apparent pity abound
But no mercy from His hands
Where are you now, O God?
How doth thy affection lie?
Prostrate on the ground,
Bury my face in unholy text
Chanting diagnoses
And the time he has left
My Marine friend has a tumor. We don't know yet if it is malignant, but he is scheduled for surgery on Tuesday.
Sawyer
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Sawyer  Texas
(Texas)   
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   Mary and Lucas Keith
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