Sicklecell
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Your pain is my pain.
My pain is yours.
We share that just like we share blood.
Struggling to get up each morning.
Praying that we make it through our day.
We are our own warriors,
in our own war.
Each and everyday I go though pain
Everyday it seem like a game
Sometime I just can't let sickle cell take over
I fight it like I'm in rain
My mom be there to take care of me
But sometime I just feel so insane
