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Parasite in an Aunt

Cut it out,
please cut it out
of the bowel or liver or lung
wherever it's digging
next
like a parasite.
You can't go.
I'm not ready.
You're not allowed.
I'm not ready.
Please don't leave me here.

Chemo take her hair,
I don't care,
just keep her here,
she is needed.
Can't lose two
in a short space
of fucking time.
Stop cancer please
whatever we did we're sorry.
Please stop.
I'm not ready.
Written by ImperfectedStone (The Gardener)
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