Poem By Daniel Walker

Thank you for helping me to die.
How long it took, and so much pain!
All we shared was moral support,
Now alone must remain with you,
Knowing that you are the reason why.
You must enjoy a cruel victory, while I
Of need of support, have put down the pen,
Under going the changes you wanted me to make.

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