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The Chronic Pain Game
People keep telling me
"It'll get better in time
But why can't they see"
That I'm really not "fine"
Who are you to talk
You don't don't what it's like
To be in almost endless pain
For the majority of your life
Until you walk in my shoes
You won't know what I feel
Until you battle this pain to
You won't know how I deal
You think I'm joking about agony
But you won't know how much it's ...
Thursday 16th August 2018 8:11 pm
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