7 years old
7 years old
7 fears told
7 the worst of years
A sad story told
Plagued with sickness
A disease genaticlly throw
My pancreaus died away
To each a fate is thrown
Insulin dependent
Stuck at home
For the longest
I was all alone
No one knew
No one had it
Seperated
It was madness
The same question over and over
"Can you have this?"
The same answer came pass my lips
7 years old
7 fears told
All alone
Until about eleven years old
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