Cancer

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Pigs in masks

Virous kills us

Pigs in the sky pigs on earth not socialising not touching not showing emotion technology rules the pigs...

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SOME DAYS ARE HARD

SOME DAYS ARE HARD


Grief is not a situation you can find hope in,
It’s crying your eyes red, still here, still...

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Jihad Donald Trump Style

Jihad Donald Trump Style

The glory of America,
now heats up
with agitation poised
to strike on the brink...

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Blissfully unaware

How was I to know?

Blissfully unaware....

At just 15th years old,
Life was good,
Not knowing it was when...

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Shine

As a little girl growing up
she imagined the picket white fence
she never thought her life...

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CANCER IS CURABLE

CANCER IS CURABLE

C is for the checkup just a regular routine
A is the agony if anything sinister is seen
N is...

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No more pain

Goodbye

Today you closed your eyes
that breath it was your last.
your souls now in the skys
...

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Like a fire Phoenix

31/01/2020
Like a fire Phoenix,
From the ashes I will arise...

Whether it be with...

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Really by 34?

Really? By 34!?

Really?
By 34!?
How can one man have so much suffering,
...

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My son, my hero.

Cancer

Three rings of a bell and a roar of cheer,
Goodbye to hell but not to the fear,
What felt...

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To die with dignity

To die with dignity

She used to laugh until the cancer came but the day she found out she was never the same
A light...

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goodbye

Goodbye my friend
We spoke up till the end
You fought so long
Strong and brave,...

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why me part 2...

why not

The world we be living in,
Makes me sad for mine and everyones offspring,
Feel bad for my...

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pen to paper

Got my 13 yr old son,
Thinking and putting pen to paper,
The 1st rap he wrote,
My god...

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mate

mark storey

mate

you wrote on facebook
its got worse; spread all
around only weeks to live.
your words...

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My Eight Year Old Son'...

My eight year old son was sick and I'm falling apart.
My eight year old died and it has broken my...

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Breadwinner

Breadwinner

For many years , you were our family's breadwinner.
Your money paid for our breakfasts, lunches and...