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A dull ache and throbbing
psyche being broken like clear glass shattering Thoughts soaked with agony looking for release behind a wall of searing nerves I'm waiting for the miracle of the little pills I took to release me from this vice grip The throbbing gets intense hurt crashes like waves behind my tender forehead But then The pain starts to clear a pinprick of sunshine spreads like a soothing balm inside my head The cobwebs break away and thankfully disappear- I am myself again. I don't have headaches like these too often, but I am glad when they're gone!
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