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Pain
Pain Trying to check my email today I sit at my computer when I Suddenly feel shards and rays Up from my feet sharply pry I rush for my pills to stop the awash Of pain that I had not expected It came on so fast that I was tossed Into agony so deep it was never suspected It seems to get worse day after day Though meds I've been given Docs don't have the guts to try and assay The horrid world of pain that I live in It seems new guidelines have been set That keep docs from treating chronic pain But their families won't feel bad I bet They'll have relief from going insane While the rest of us must try and go on With our horrible lives forever I wonder if life's worth this dreadful song Should I try and pursue this vain endeavor Truly in Christianity, I sincerely believe And have paid all my many dues I ask God this painful condition to relieve But so far all my prayers are refused Nor for pity do I beg of you But what is the right answer Must I endure such a life untrue I would rather just die of cancer
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