CancerA Poem by a schizophrenic writerShe tried so hard to stay, but the cancer rotted her life away. With nothing to say, he'd weep and he cried his pain was deep and he tried to hold himself together but the pain would move and sliver in his heart forever. She was gone and he couldn't move on, now with nothing to say, he loves her to this day.
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StatsAuthora schizophrenic writerAboutI mostly write depressing poems but I'm also working on a book about a young man with schizophrenia and his struggles. more..Writing
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