December
Sixth
Two-thousand
Seven
He drew
His last breathe
Through
A medical
Tube
His body
Dying
His mind
Suffering
Knowing at
Twenty-four
Years of age
He will die
Why
God
Oh why
Do you
Allow
Such dreadful
Pain
Why
God
Oh why
Do you
Create deadly
Incurable
Disease
Why
God
Oh why
Did you
Let
My cousin
Die.
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