I sit here alone and wander my thoughts,
Too many to count, can't shut them off.
The best ones I save and see in my dreams,
The worst ones scream unraveling my seams.
The cancer controls my happy--my sad,
In one living moment gone Cybil mad.
The sky, will it reach down for me tonight?
Or will I be saved for one more days plight?
O, God I'm so sorry for not living right,
But thank you for giving me one more days light.
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