I’d rather it be me, than you,
You ask why.
Because I know what’s on the other end.
An intensity,
A tightness
That won’t let go.
It grips you,
And holds you hostage
Silent to its prey.
I’d rather it be me, than you.
But wait,
Then it’d be you.
Experiencing Death – September 1, 2019
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DoRee MelNic 
Love this 🖤
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Thank you so much. C’est la vie…
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It reminded me of something I wrote back in March…
Who Goes First?
It’s better that I’m living without you
Rather than you living without me
You’d never cope with this pain
It has wrecked me
But it would have destroyed you
And I would have hated that
Sounds like I’m not the only one who knows… 🖤
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Wow, to be the one who holds the burden of strength can be a blessing and a curse at the same time. But I have learned it’s ok, and that there is a strength in my weakness as well. It’s a narrow rope we all walk, but so worth it.
Thank you so much for sharing your heart with me, those words hit hard and sharp.
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Thank you for sharing too – it means a lot to me.
There is some comfort in knowing others have walked a similar path and made sense of it somewhere along the way 🖤
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Agreed completely.
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Brought a tear to my eye.
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Thank you so much for sharing that ❤️.
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