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Cancer.

Come in and slam the door
daisy petals on a ground of filth
covered in translucent gauze of  past wounds
Sofa pillows thrown a strew
Fresh and splattered fears
silent screaming from within
no soul to hear
Call out to broken news
Scramble to a save haven
The eyes will bleed for only a while
Then the sleep will visit and steal your conscience
Sweet melodies of the unknown

[ Come save me,
I can't wake up! ]

stuck by sticky whispers of not good enough
wait for the death to end it
wait for death to live

Author notes

the story of the day I found out my dad has brain cancer

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  • Trent plus pen
    June 20, 2007

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    Now this is it. Exactly the kind of thing I'm looking for. Its a whole different stlye, not following any crappy restricitons or guidelines.
    If i could give you a high five I would.
    But I'll just have to give you a cyber *high 5*

    Very touching poem, very metaphorical and very impressive.

    "Come and get me mother
    I cannot wake up"
    Awesome.

    Goodluck in the contest!
    trento


  • Harrisham Minhas
    June 10, 2007

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    This is so sad!

    Your sadness and frustration are clearly depicted in this poem.

    Thanks for your entry. Good luck in my contest.

    Harrisham Minhas


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    June 10, 2007
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  • Number 13
    June 10, 2007

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    Wow, amazing imagery.

    Sorry about your father having brain cancer, my grandma had it a few years ago, It's painful, for everyone.
    Best wishes for him and your family.

    Just keep your head up, it's hard too, I know but there really is nothing you or anyone else can do it about it.

    And i'll tell you when you walk into the room one day and he has no clue who you are, that right there is what hurts the most, nothing in this world has hurt me worse then the day I walked in the room and my grandma had no clue who I was, even thinking about it now brings me to tears...

    Anyways nice write, though it's incredib;y painful.

    Once again, best wishes yto you, your father and your family.

    ♥ Kirsten.

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