My eyes does not itch,
But my brain does itch.
Eagle's eyes, curious teeth but timid brain,
Intuity did a lot of spelling rain. -
But i can't understand.
Comprehension had had me strand.
Willing eyes, indifferent cerebral,
Hopeful skull but brain's sick crawl.
Persaude my brain to agree with my eyes,
Wants to be free from this hell; Dyslexia.
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