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Cancer
It strikes with cruel uncertainty
The viper aroused from slumber
A ship against the tempest struggles
Against the thought of certain death
The reaper in the field goes plowing
The field of life hath been infected
Corrupted by this tragic wrong
Sporadic as the strike of lightning
Frequent as the blinking eye
Festering inside its victim
Will he live or must he die?
The finger of the fiend does point
Upon the victim of this plight
A death decided
The verdict passed
A fatal sentence upon this mortal
The body weakened by its poison
The tumor spreads its wicked wrath
A battle in blood that goes on raging
Soon the wan, decrepit body
Falls victim to the insatiable leech
Adam Kline
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