Multiple Myeloma
There was no NUANCE in the illness,
Once it took hold, it spread quickly;
The ATTEST taken was clear as glass,
Once diagnosed the results were sickly.
The BARREN truth was overwhelming,
The TEMERITY she showed was unbelievable;
In truth, I was more panicky than she was,
Yet the consultant said a cure was conceivable.
The APERTURE which struck my heart was great,
She was not only my wife but a true friend;
It was painful to hear of her unexpected illness,
With this dramatic SAGA, I hoped for my end.
My PROCLIVITY was that of sustained sorrow,
By the cause of cancer to the bone-MARROW.
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