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Cope.
Truth is my mother is dying.
And it's killing me.
I come to school smiling and it kills me.
She has a disease.
It puts me at dis ease.
So I hold it all in.
Because I am afraid of HOPE.
There is no cure.
If I lose my mom
there is no cure.
So I cope the best way I know how.
I act out.
I don't want her to scream and shout
but it's better than seeing her lying on the couch
She looks alive.
Doctors say she'll have to fight for two to three years.
In the mean time I'll book a flight
Fly away from my fears.
I won't leave my mom
but have to cope
it's the best thing to me having hope.
Sneaking away, climbing roofs with boys
blowing out clouds
blocking out all senseless noise
that are the sounds of my fear.
I'm looking at her but she is not here.
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My Mom has been diagnosed with an incurable, sometimes, deadly disease called Sarcoidosis. I dedicate it this to everyone who has had to deal with what I am going through and my mother.
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