Tuesday, 25 June 2013

Poetry







Please Hurry and find a cure
My day to day life is becoming a chore 
You can't eat this you can't eat that 
You got diabetes because your fat
Never a day off not allowed no break
Think I'm having a hypo watch me shake

If I'm not dying of thirst 
My bladders about to burst
Sugars high make you tired 
To much time off work gets you fired

Try and get your sugars stable 
Hide injections under the table 
Lose a leg you may go blind 
Always constant on your mind 

So please hurry and find a cure 
Cause I can't take any much more 

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