Bailey Andrew Louis Marshall

JOURNAL

05/08/2009

Every day, people look at me,

They have pity in their eyes.

A look of 'thank goodness it hasn't happened to me',

Their relief they can't disguise.

I slowly slink into the shadows,

Embrace the grief that's become my 'friend'.

I hold hands with pain and sorrow,

On my journey that has no end.





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