and I can feel myself dying, just like my father.
I don't get why they operated his knee, he'll be dead soon enough.
I feel the death coming, just like my own.

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PoesiaI'm depressed. These will be more on the ranty side of poems I guess for some of them. But follow me through my pain and suffering. If you don't want to... Good. I don't give a French fry. Read if you want.. If not I don't care. Update: September 2n...
dead
and I can feel myself dying, just like my father.
I don't get why they operated his knee, he'll be dead soon enough.
I feel the death coming, just like my own.