Ending
I don't understand how people can put a timeline on someone's death some say try to prepare hes dying, He looked good the other day tonight we're all so afraid to close your eyes worried of falling asleep the heart so so heavy that if I was dose off even for a split moment, terrified to open my eyes cause he may be gone. As if I was high on drugs in a fairytale this can't be real.
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