My grandma was taken away,
for cancer found its way.
It crushed her bomes and made her weak
It deteriorated her lung, making it difficult for her to breathe.
Her days was filled with suffering and pain,
but it never took her fain.
She tried her best to be strong
But sadly, she didn't last long.
Cancer you're a killer.
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I wrote this poem a long time ago, and I dedicate this to my
loving grandma.
