Cancer

A hard piano bench
Shaking bodies
My pacing father
Measured, heartbreaking tones
Tears, tears, tears
Enough to fill a thousand droughts
My sisters, my friends
Shattering, crumbling, heartbreaking
One beautiful, composed girl
One blood chilling, heart stopping word

Cancer.

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