he cries silently so no one can hear,
until you can see that one single tear,
It runs along his soft cheeks,
That have turned so pale,
His bones have become so brittle and so ever frail.
Everyone used to call him a freak,
Just because he had a brain leak.
He couldn’t help it,
He was born with it and it with him.
It was as bad as loosing a limb.
He couldn’t live on, he didn’t want to anymore
What was there that was worth living for?
He had a disorder, that would not go
There was no way his brain could flow…
Death seemed to be his final answer,
It was his cure, for this cancer.

 
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