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7d
As the brittle leaves of our bones
Fell
And words could hardly explain our
Existence
It feverishly fed on our death
But it was alive
So who was there to blame?
And for the first time I prayed
Which was funny
Since I didn't believe in God
And sadly he reminded me that
It should stay that way
This is about cancer , I dont mean to offend aynone
Paige
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Paige  17/F
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