The Silent Killer
Bullets kill from the outside in
Often quick and humane
Cancer destroys from inside
With unnecessary pain
But the cruelest of all conditions
An agony Vicodin can’t touch
An overwhelming anguish
With no origin to clutch
Loneliness dispatches life slowly
From an unaccompanied heart
Of a solitary soul existing
Without a counterpart
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