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"Grief And His Gang?"
He eats away at your soul
Your memories, he sours
His partner, named deep pain
Takes over and devours.
He claws at you viciously
Refusing to let you go.
Along with his assistants,
Hurt, despair and sorrow.
Grief is the leader,
The Godfather, the boss
Never without his right hand men
Confusion, tears and loss.
Against such a bitter gang,
What chance do we stand?
One frail and injured person
With no defence at hand.
You must call upon your friends
Courage, strength and hope,
To help you fight the gang
And to help you cope.
They will not let you down
They will encourage you to try,
And they will never ever let you
Just lay down and die.
©2003 LCB
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