The pain

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Pain from my neck rolling down my spine,
The pain in which I can't define.
This annoying brace that stops my neck from moving,
This annoying brace that just ain't that soothing.
I wish I could stretch I wish I could reach,
I wish I could go for a swim like at the beach.
I can only look straight,
And sadly that's my state.

Poems that rhyme Onde as histórias ganham vida. Descobre agora