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death


I believe everybody has there time, and lifes to short for me to end mine, some people are taken to soon, stupid cancer gets the best of everyone, some survive but usually not long, i know there is a cure somewhere, But you have to be rich to be able to afford it, ive lost to many people to count, and these things in life are not fair, And doctors dont seem to care, most people who get it dont deserve that as there fate, And usually by the time they find out its to late, If everyone gave a shit, then maybe the world would be big enough for everyone, I wish cancer on no one, It kills the best people and one deserves that nasty fate
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