I’m dying, well maybe,
I feel it inside.
My heart and my insides,
In a lot of turmoil.

It hurts me quite constant,
I worry about the stress.
I’m surprised at the pain,
And just how it manifests.

If feel like a cancer,
True diagnosis, I’m sure.
I predicted my tumor,
Can this I endure?

Money problems and heartache,
Add that to the list.
Add anything more,
And my heart just might quit.

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