My destiny - my migraine
Hittade lite poem om min vidriga sjukdom. Har kommer ett av dem;
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The beast, the beast, this horrible beast is coming for me again.
I wish the beast would never come for I never know when.
The pain, the pain, the horrible pain shooting through my head.
The lights, the sounds, the awful pain that I have come to dread.
The numbness, the tingling, the slurring of my speech.
I wish that I could understand the nature of this beast.
The darkness, the blessed darkness is my only hope.
If it wasn't for the blessed darkness, I could never cope.
The suspicion, the snickers, the talking behind my back.
The questions, the stupid questions that people never lack.
I wish that all the people could understand what I am going through.
My only wish for all those stupid people is, that the beast never comes for you.
I wish the beast would never come for I never know when.
The pain, the pain, the horrible pain shooting through my head.
The lights, the sounds, the awful pain that I have come to dread.
The numbness, the tingling, the slurring of my speech.
I wish that I could understand the nature of this beast.
The darkness, the blessed darkness is my only hope.
If it wasn't for the blessed darkness, I could never cope.
The suspicion, the snickers, the talking behind my back.
The questions, the stupid questions that people never lack.
I wish that all the people could understand what I am going through.
My only wish for all those stupid people is, that the beast never comes for you.
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monica
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