| She’s home but can’t find her heart, she cries in fear of the loss of her art
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| I’ve heard the thoughts and well-wishes, keep the hopes and prayers.
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| Hundreds of strangers come forward, I stand skeptic of these heartfelt affairs
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| She burns while the bedside flowers wilt, she bleeds as the backs slowly turn
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| Some people fade faster than they grow, my branches will hold you until your
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| last note
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| You’ll always look the same
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| While Distorted by disease people tend to flee, you’ll always look the same to
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| me
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| You’re more than a patient, a person not a stat, you stand far from
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| Average we’ve always known that
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| It may seem discouraging to see others go, they’re not bad people they just
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| fear the road
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| It will take time to let this sink in, I will stand beside you while things
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| look thin
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| The ache will not out last your stride, the wound can not dissuade your fight
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| This misery, hardship and grief is not yours alone, life involves pain,
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| you have not been singled out
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| The good life is not one immune to agony, suffering contributes,
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| you are stronger now
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| You will not fade faster than you grow, my branches will hold you until your
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| last note |