The C Word Poem by Shayne Goings

The C Word



I pray and pray that it will go away
But the doctors say there is no cure
I have been to every hospital in the state
But they all say the same
Time will tell on how well I feel
Now I lay here and cry because the hair on my head went away
The doctors have gave a date for my last day
And all I want to do is make it go away

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