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I sit here staring at you.
Your mouth is moving
But I hear nothing.
Lost in my own world.
Trying to interpret
Things you have said.

Why tell me this?
Did you honestly think
I could handle it?
How am I suppose to
react to this news?
It's too much to bear.

It's all I can think about,
this information you gave.
I can't talk to anyone.
Who would understand?
Instead I have to keep it
all bottled up and growing.

I can't be the one
to carry this cancer.
It will surely kill me
if I don't let it out
but who can I trust
to discuss the future of my family.