I'm dying,
Cancer.

How,
Cancer.

Like when,
Cancer.

My hair's already going,
So far, so good.

But hey, I got a really nice scalp,
You should come see it someday.

Why don't you come again?

I have cancer, you know,
I fear you might have forgotten.

I have cancer!!!

Yet, you're not here.

When I need you the most,
You're not here.

Who's she?

Put my letter on auto-repeat.

Who's she?

Is she better than me,
Oh my, see what you do,
My insecurities are coming up,
Please visit,
I'm sorry.

I know 'she' doesn't exist.

Does she.

Does she!!!

How would I ever know when you never fucking visit!!!

I have cancer.

Like real cancer.

The one we watch on TV.

The one your dad fights for a living.

Cancer.

Please just answer me.

If not for me, then for the cancer.

Please, just answer me.

If not for the cancer, then for the fact that I'm dying.

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