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This is one of the contributions to:DIABETES ESSAY AND POEM COMPETITION 2010
When i was diagnose i went to the gp and waited my turn
they priked my finger and i started to cry.
Oh NO! THE MACHINE READ HI .
WHEN MY MUM AND THE LOOKED WORRIED,
I NEW LIFE AS I NEW IT WAS OVER FOR ME.
I WONDERED WYH DID THIS SICKNES CHOOSE ME.
I WANTED TO BE FREE NO MORE PRIKING AND PRODING
I WANTD IT BACK THE WAY IT USE TO BE.
THEN I WAS NINE TIME FLEW PAST,
I RELIZED I WAS DIABETIC I MADE A NEW FREIND,
A FREIND FOT LIFE