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My Fears
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Pain/Ilness When I am all alone,
fighting off the tears,
I worry about my future,
as I confront my fears.
This disease has all but forced me,
to look fate in the eye.
To realize that because of it,
too early I could die.
I try to think real positive,
and of the good things I do take stock.
But then I find there's something else,
as I face a new roadblock.
Always there in front of me,
ready for the attack.
It seems that for each forward step,
I'm pushed two more steps back.
But I will keep trudging ahead,
and fight for my remaining years.
I will not be beaten by this,
I will defeat my fears!
