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Hemophilia

The Royal disease I'm no royalty, but I got the gene The gene that I'll pass down to a carrier Who'll be like the crown bearer A crown of thorns to be cast onto the next And like a chain it binds the victim It confines them to a life of precaution Cause our joints can't take much From time to time they bleed, it hurts like a thorn But unlike the hierarchy this is random The bearer can be anyone And cause it doesn't follow a pattern It's hard to monitor and a pain when it attacks It's carried in the x chromosome And because we boys question it with our y It's us who fall victim to it Having to suffer It's wrath To ease the swellings we got injections We call it factor and its a big factor, To consider self infusion Cause our life's depend on it But in place of factor when there's none We have to take rest after an attack Ice it down to cool or compress it to cool Cause if it doesn't we forced to elevate it The PO£T

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