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Cancer.

It's a silent killer,
A violent killer,
It crushes you like glass.
It makes you hopeless,
Makes you gutless,
Something I wish I could pass.
It has you praying,
Has you saying:
'I wish it wasn't real.'
It'll catch you crying,
Catch you sighing,
And all you'll do is kneel.
...And pray.

HeatherAnne

@HeatherAnne

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