I C U

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Bless it be the migraine

For w/0 the pain what would

Fill those pockets,who’s

Story would be told,but

for the sake of competition

Who will play the game

A country w/0 a flag

We sing for what

Why is it so

We lose lives every

day no one sings

And stands,the pain

That is felt for a flag

To wave becomes not

A concern but an

Obsession,as our

Hand crosses ones heart

An anthem sung for pain

 

 

 

 

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