Keep Me

I look in the mirror and all I see

Is the once beautiful young girl I used to be

My body was healthy, my mind was strong

And life was good when nothing was wrong

As I grew up it came to pass

The once young girl would surely not last

As my health starts to crumble, and life a continued rush

It seems way too early to return to dust

But this is my fate, my destiny

The woman in the mirror staring back at me

She is older and weak, and her skin is so light

Her body has finally decided to take flight

It grows old and weak, undeniably not strong

I just cant accept it – all this is wrong

The sickness and pain that haunts me at night

Has now joined me in all of daylight

I can feel it coming, the slow start of death

I dont want to go, please, please keep me…

Please keep me, alive.

Is this it?  Did it work?

Hi!  If you happen to be looking for my sandwich story, try this..if it doesn’t work I will make it right and repost sometime Sunday (tomorrow) evening.🤣🤣🤣

Here’s the link to the file:

https://1drv.ms/w/s!AnEVvnF6ObbdiV__0B9nf15kOEdC

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