CANCER, you prowl like a mad dog, into my <br />mothers blood system, you explode like the <br />fourth of july, then sit back, and watch these <br />docters, fight to lose. <br />CANCER, your quick fu...ck and dead flowers, <br />make this world perverted and sad, and hope, <br />none. <br />CANCER, you watch as the body begs for food, <br />and the mind or spirit, gone, , , , , fu..cking gone.<br /><br />DAVID GERARDINO<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/questions-and-answers-4/
