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Weak

door De onbekende dichter

I might look weak with this crippled face And must fight hard for my cure each day A brand new life for me to build Lost all my dreams whom stay unfilled They think I'm drowning in my tears that I'm stuck in pain and in fears But they don't know that after the rain I believe there'll be sunshine again So I might be small and looking weak But I survived that cancer in my cheeck And see, after reverses I'm still around inconceivable much love is what I found For me I've got new dreams to fill And in the end all scars will heal You'll see, I'll flowering up again Cancer don't always means 'the end' So open your heart, open your eyes Open your soul, and realize How rich you are, with all you can do Enjoy your life, and make your dreams come true
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