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Migraine

He cannot hear the silence
Through the beating of his heart
Or the sound of his common sense
Tearing itself apart
He crushes his head between his hands
Falling to his knees
Nerves tensed like elastic bands
But the pain cannot ease
He longs for the darkness to descend
And prays to feel no more
The pain seems to be without end
Until he can’t take it any more
He beats his head against the ground
The light torturing his eyes
The world spins around and round
And the darkness multiples
As he slips into unconsciousness
To escape from the pain
It’s hard to understand the distress
Or the suffering of migraine

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