A Poem by oranges_melt

what if you found out you were going to die very soon?


I know they do not see,

how this cancer's killing me,

but I still want justice, I want to touch this,

I want to live today.

I've never gone for pink,

but as of today, I must rethink,

because of these breasts, I might die today,

Oh God, if I must, I will try and I'll pray,

Breast cancer is one,

a face to a gun.

And I can be two,

one of the very few,

who cannot control what my breasts must hate,

because dying is part of my fate.

malfunctioning parts of me; a life is a toll.

Trying and tryinging; to live is my role.

I will fight and I'll fight, but it's wearing me down,

If I wait a bit more, I'll be six under ground.

So let it be known, a life is a rush,

Cause if you love living, I must ask how much?


© 2009 oranges_melt

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The whole subject of breast cancer is an interesting one, the fact that those things which largely define the female gender could be the very things that kill someone is heart breaking, and you did a very good job putting those emotions into words.

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