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I'll Feel No More, when...

My skin, grows tight,

and, burns.

While phantom limbs ....

Sorely, ache !

With, over thirty years, of pain.

Snow's, on it's way.

For the pain, gets stronger, every, single...... day.

Perhaps, it'll end ......

when, we're ......,reunited .

Once, I wrote a song.

I hope one day, you'll sing !

But only

When

I'm dead

Giajl © Jim Love