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Doctors and nurses shove results down my throat while parents and friends wear sympathy as a coat. I don't want your apologies. They do me no good. Believe if they did I'd accept them, I would. It just doesn't work with so much pain and ache. An "I'm sorry" cannot fix such a serious break. I know you feel bad. I know you can't do much but please please please don't say that I should embrace this crutch.
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Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 1:48 AM UTC
A Disease Is Nothing Like A Broken Bone
Doctors and nurses shove results down my throat while parents and friends wear sympathy as a coat. I don't want your apologies. They do me no good. Believe if they did I'd accept them, I would. It just doesn't work with so much pain and ache. An "I'm sorry" cannot fix such a serious break. I know you feel bad. I know you can't do much but please please please don't say that I should embrace this crutch.
madi-boley
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Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 1:48 AM UTC
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