(Dedicated to all those who struggle everyday w/ leukemia.)
Due to a certain story told,
A thousand cranes I fold.
Hoping that the ancestors
May grant me a wish;
So that I can switch
To the life I want
So… a thousand cranes I fold.
No, this is no lie;
It’s for the day I die.
When the sickness takes me;
My Soul could be lost.
Or my body might become
As cold as frost.
That’s why… a thousand cranes I fold.
As I sit here alone,
On this hospital bed,
I nervously wait for the time
When I’ll be dead
I wait for the time
That I absolutely dread.
How, when I’m gone,
Will my family go on?
How I can
Possibly make them understand
Is so hard to do;
So hard to say to you.
But, know this now,
Just that somehow,
I will always love you.
It is also true,
That I’ll be watching over you.
ladyenglish Community Member 
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