There's a known wisdom in him, the way he speaks.
His voice peaks.
He's like a yellow fireball falling from the Heavens'.
All eyes are on Steven.
He controls his pain with mind over matter.
He simply speaks with a soft chatter.
I control my pain by sucking on hot fireball Jaw Breakers.
I wonder how many other cancer patients would be takers.
He goes on to say, he concentrates on the hotness.
To take his mind off of his pain,
He seems so sane.
As I stand as his witness.
He controls the cancer that has metastasis through his body.
Refusing to become groggy,
He controls his pain, with mind over matter.
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