The Monster

By , cresco, IA
Why is cancer so bad?
It makes me so sad.
It steals my love,
But not my dove.
Is there a cure?
No my dear.
The Radiation is not fun.
I wish I was done.
Chemotherapy is a bear.
It makes me lose all my hair.
I wish I could live longer,
And be so much stronger.
Why did this have to start?
It took my good heart.
The hospital is where I lie,
And also where I die.
It went very slow,
But I had to go.
You say Bye,
And please don't die.





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