Tue
26
Sep '06
strumming her void with my fingers
trying to fill it back with dingers
days of struggle her courage overcome
helping others, always on the run
but now, what is this life even if full of care
time has no meaning to stand and stare
eating herself till bones and skin bare
killing her softly, ma mere
would you know my name
when you open your eyes
it hurts to know you’re not the same
beta amyloids have robbed you of every life spice
synapse loss
memories toss
self no longer boss
i must be strong, your spunk to carry on
God be your refuge, to Him you belong
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