Crohn's Disease

Tue, 02/04/2014 - 23:05 -- 14hoska

A disease,

That no ones knows,

But it stings like bees,

Yet still no one sees.

 

My father,

Has this curse,

He looks at his daughter,

She knows it hurts.

 

But she can't change anything.

She can't help.

She wants to give him everything.

But all she can do is hear his cries yelp.

 

Because there is no cure,

Only more pain to endure.

 

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