1Cancer
The ultimate divider holds her strong,
Her breath becomes a soft wail,
Her body looks wrong,
Her body looks frail.
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Her eyes swirl with unshed tears,
Her lips shake with unspoken requests,
Her life ends with unlived fears,
Her heart stops with its last stress.
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I died a bit that day,
The day when she left me,
It was the way,
She gave me that look of plea.
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Her eyes had captured mine,
Screaming 'Run before it takes you too,'
The last message came with a fine,
And in the next moment she was frozen in time.
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Now, I'm stuck in this hospital cell,
That same panicked look,
That same strange, sad farewell
That same affliction.
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And as I leave,
This life for another,
I wonder why I grieved,
And smile for some reason or other.
I edited and toyed with my idea for 'Running From Life' same scenario and all, but a different perspective I suppose? Once again, my aunt is not dead, she's perfectly fine I saw her today. Thanks for reading!