You're sick, you're dying
Inside you're crying
The hospital looks dark tonite
You still put up a fight
Take all those pills
I know they give you chills
Feel better little girl
Though your hair is starting to curl
It's Christmas Eve
I know you want to leave
Nobody wants you in here
Please, just don't fear
I love you, crazy sis
Here's your goodbye kiss
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what a moving poem the love you feel so clearly expressed and all shall turn right in ther end even though worry might intrude for a bit a fine poem