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I have heard many people refer to cancer as the Beast. Years ago someone at my daughters school approached her in a way that made her uncomfortable. On the way home she wrote this little poem on a piece of scratch paper. She was 14 at the time. I just came across it as I was cleaning and I thought I would share.


By Christy Tinsley

Beast, judging me of my every move

Love v's loathe

Eager to touch

The one who desires every crevice of my being

His heart of hate has love in it too

Like a beast he searches for prey to seduce

He devours my tender flesh

Leaving the bones for loves heaven to find

Leaving me to my last breath of life

Have to find that beast to kill


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