A brain cancer patient speaking to a loved one.

I'm dying from the inside out

Darling, please don't worry

I know you want to scream and shout

But there's no need to hurry

I have all the time to-

Listen to your voice

There's nothing that I'd rather do

If I was given the choice.

They say that it's in my brain

That I haven't got a shot

That all I feel right now is pain

And that's all that I've got.

I'll never stop loving you

It's all I know is right

And something I won't stop, too

Is continuing the fight. 

The End

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