Home Wecking Cancer Poem by Brittney Miller

A peek in your eyes gives my such a surpise
When i see your desires of your heart
Is no bleach blond but I

It was to much to bear
knowing I make you happy
It was being with you

but now your gone
and it wasn't that blond that stold you away
no it was that dam cancer

I swear its the worst home wecker
i'v ever met it has no sex no age
no way to destor it

no there are no eyes to see
no hands to hold
no warmth in a smile

NO THERE IS NO YOU JUST A STONE! !