Condemned

There is some part of me that is still capable. 

There is some part of me that is still coherent. 

He says I can leave and be done. 

I’ll be in agony if I go home. 

He says they will keep me comfortable here. 

I don't know- I am not a doctor. 

There is some part of me that is desperate. 

There is some part of me that is condemned.
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