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Apr 2014
I'v gathered my thoughts about where and why,
The ways of which that I might die,
Fast unexpected heart attack,
Cool and trendy shark attack,
One of the worst must be dimentia,
Or the ****** awful cancer,
The saddest must be suicide,
These poor souls are lost inside,
The accidental dreadful sudden way,
Leaves us reeling, too shocked to say,
However we lose ones we love,
We often blame The Lord above,
Whose stolen them away from us,
Without ceremony or lots of fuss,
We fill our hearts with darkened hate,
When it's really only down to fate,
There is one thing I think I know,
There's no good way for us to go,
It's being so cheerful that keeps me going,
Now my mental juices are flowing,
However much I try to analyse,
It's bound to be a big surprise,
Although not now so much a shock,
As I'm up against the ****** clock.
Jane dale
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Jane dale  Cambridgeshire, England
(Cambridgeshire, England)   
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