Disease without cure
Cancer death incurable
difficult to live with
even more so to die with
it takes you from your friends
your family
oh where could you be without this disease
rotten and rotting
breaking your spirit your mind and soul taking your life away bit by bit
break me down destroy my world
keep living stop fighting go to the treatments for loved ones not yourself
but by the time it's over you could be gone you could be here
just remember the fight
will always keep going
most people not knowing
which way they are going till they stop ... at a dead end.
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Skarlet Love
PoetryAn enthralling set of poems tormenting your heart and mind pulling you in for love Then pushing you back with hate
