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True happiness overriding the reapers grip

The only time I feel truly happy is with my family, mates and in a females arms. 13yrs ago, my family and I were told that I would only walk this earth in my human form for just six weeks with possiblyn2 arms but only one leg! Cannabis has saved me though. Hasn’t killed it, Yet since the cannabis treatment, None have grown..... I was waiting, Waiting for an op, To give my step an extra spring, An extra bounce and just on my left foot I’ll hop. I wish I could find the Dr now, From 15 years ago. He removed my tumour in my foot, But we were all smiles as he said was non malignant and just an Achilles strain? Was he not right in the brain. No seconds opinions till 2 yrs down the line, even my physio said, “that’s not right, There’s no Achilles strain". He said to seek medical advice, 3 hours down the road, At a place called Stanmore, on the out skirts Of London town. Straight from the beginning I seen the Drs eyes and how he did frown, I said Just tell me he truth and leave nothing out. So he didn’t. It was there before Christmas, a time for happiness and joy and eating, With happy photos to peg? But instead all I got was, “I’m sorry Mr bevan but your terminally ill with cancer, We’re gonna have to amputate your right leg...” I took it all in as was all excepting, Even joked about my new leg, how I want a sports one, One with a spring. 8th and 13th person in the world, To have my skin and bone cancer,
Killing me from within.
He said I needed more tests, More scans.
All of this before I became a family man.
All this and I was meant to be infertile,
The Drs were wrong though, We had unprotected sex,
And they shot out like the shell off a missile.
1 boy, 2 boys and finally 3.
We started out such a happy family.
2017, Just 2 days in is when my boys and my life completely altered.
Their mum cheated and left, And dismissed all of the words said before the wedding altar.
I never stopped her from going,
How could I,
when this time was the 3rd time I’d caught the cheater,
I’d never take her back, She’s a verbally abusive beater.
Why can’t she put it all behind her and never look back?
I’ve been unlucky in love In these last 24 months, Whether it be physical or verbal,
Even mentally too.
Each woman I’ve been with could be 1, 3 or 2. Each of them have caused hurt in irreparable ways... Am i destined to be a single dad for the rest of my days ?
Or will fate intervene and send an angel my way?
I'm hoping she’s already there,
Once she opens her eyes, She'll see a new man here, Waiting for her on my life’s eternal rocking chair.
I’ll always be here, All happiness, Smiles and cheer,
I can’t wait for that first kiss and cuddle and nibble on my back and my ear.
So Come on 2019,
Lets make this 1 a hell of a year! 

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