your tounge sharper then a snake yet open arms and love you rake

never had a halo and yet heaven sent to be there before the clipboards

and secretly crushed pills the medical lords and unfinished wills

the fake smiles and happy lies if only to be there when there were twinkles in ur eyes

not all the pain and hurt these selfish physicians not knowing your worth

not seeing the truth and beauty in the art you create

not knowing for anything but profenity and hate i was there and there i will stay

besides your bed ill forever lay i wish you wouldnt leave but i know its your time

i know you will wait for me in heaven when the time is mine

The End

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