My Sister's Keeper

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Just before I start, this poem is based on the novel "My Sister's Keeper" by Jodi Picoult. If you are in the middle of reading this book, and don't want to know what happens, then I suggest not reading this, because this poem details what happens near the end of the novel. It was written for a contest.

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I always looked up to you
Felt you around me every day
Probably because you were in me
Sharing your blood and organs - literally

I owe you my entire life
It can't get any clearer than that
You shared your interior being with me
It's much different than sharing a scarf or a hat

You see, suffering from the killer
Of which Cancer is its name
Meant you had to constantly save me
And I admit, that brings me shame

I don't want you fighting for me
I don't want you to live just to keep me alive
Can't I just get up and walk around like normal?
Maybe I'll learn how to grow and strive

I don't blame you for wanting
The right to your own flesh and blood
I bet having to undergo operations
Is like constantly being dragged through the mud

I'll support all your decisions
And I don't care what Mum or Dad say
Because when you step up in court on that date
Then that will be your day

No more fighting for my life
No more transplants to undergo
I may not be around anymore
But I really want you to know...

I don't blame you one single bit
I just want you to be all right
So do what feels good inside
And help me lose my fight

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That's what I said to you
And I was prepared to be brave
But now it's two months later
And I'm sitting at your grave

You see after the court battle
Which you ultimately won
Something terrible happened
Which can never be undone

A car came out of nowhere
And smashed right into you
Right then and there, I knew straight away
My word had turned a dark shade of blue

I have your kidney inside me now
Plus a feeling of being cut with a knife
Because you died for me on that fateful day
And gave me the gift of life