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Feb 2020
Insidious is your hold on those
in your grasp,
depleting all life and energy
from loved ones,
as we watch them waste away
to nothingness.

Pain is the king of all;
we are under your spell,
visiting family, friends,
and loved ones
with your blackness,
as we writhe in agony.

Cancer, you *******!
You’ve taken my heart,
and taunt me as those I love
fall to your
armies of
death.
All poems are copy written and sole property of Vicki Kralapp.
Vicki Kralapp
Written by
Vicki Kralapp  Oshkosh
(Oshkosh)   
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