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Oh, my cancer

You have ten seconds of happiness
I hope you don’t spend it all in craziness

You have nine seconds of being sane
Then it will all result in pain

You have eight seconds till it fades away
Then you’ll wish you begged it to stay

You have seven seconds to say goodbye
Then the misery will engulf you till you cry

You have six seconds to say a prayer
And hope to be forgiven, ‘cause it’s only fair

You have five seconds to suck in your breath
And wish for a quick and painless death

You have four seconds to remember everything
From love to hate, from give to take

You have three seconds to widen your eyes
And stare at the ceiling in fake surprise

You have two seconds to bite your lip once more
And listen to your heart beating like a knock at the door

You have one second to open your mouth and scream
And clutch at skin that gave you cancer with a hatred that isnt really clean




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Hannahleigh said...
Jan. 7, 2010 at 3:34 pm:
i like the ideas and the rhymes, but arent limericks supposed to be aabba? this is more of a couplet.
 
Brilliantbecca replied...
Feb. 2, 2010 at 3:15 pm :
you're right. sorry. i'll do another one that's REALLY a limerick.
 
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Grania This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Dec. 26, 2009 at 6:21 pm:
This is beautiful. I especially like the simile about the heartbeat and the staring at the ceiling in fake surprise. The only thing that would make it better would be to make the rhythm more regular.
Keep writing, this is lovely and unique.
 
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