Cancer - Poem by pickle juice
Why are you here?
To make us cower in fear?
The only thing you do is kill.
The people you touch are weak and ill.
You don’t take just adults
You don’t hesitate to attack a child,
You find anyone’s faults
And your affects aren’t nearly mild.
You come in all sorts of disguises
Seeking out your hiding place.
Do you think when we find you they are good suprises?
When you put your disease to an innocent face.
What you do hurts more
Than just your victim.
Think of the families you tore.
You just ripped em’.
Why do you continue on with this?
Hurting people and killing them.
Why must you persist?
You are one we will never condemn.
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