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I'm sorry Mom, it's hard to answer,
it's hard to understand my mom has cancer,
thoughts moving around like a hyper dancer,
the disease lurking behind like a Black Panther,

please be strong and win this fight,
i promise i'll call you every night,
keep me in line and keep attendances,
i'll understand your foggy sentences,

if i lose you i'll lose my hold on reality,
die alone with broken heart and agony,
losing too many loved females in my family,
so i know that you losing is a fantasy,

somehow i gotta catch a break,
maybe acting nice is a mistake,
lost it all like at my Grandma's wake,
let Karma be real, gotta catch a break.