Erica Gould Poet Rhyme

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I hate that I have to watch you die,
And there's nothing I can do.
I hate that there is no perfect cure,
There is no saving you.

I hate that I can't fix it,
Every day, you have to fight.
Struggling to keep your memories,
This whole thing isn't right.

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Poet Destroyer A November 30, 2011 at 7:35 PM Erica, a very deep and interesting poem.. i feel the pain of mmeory loss... enjoyed,..p.d.

Elizabeth Wesley November 30, 2011 at 6:59 PM But you are there to comfort - means so much when someone is going.

Dan Kearley November 30, 2011 at 11:58 AM It is sad...Nice poem tho.