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Unfeeling, but branded a liarThis is how i feel Can you imagine You wanted to know Even if i am not in the process of a seizure You still want to know how some of it feels Like pain I recieve to my brain So i explain Imagine your brain is rocking Like a chair going back and forth a swing high and low A brain feeling sick A race you cannot compete Your sooooo tired you're dizzy It feels all these things in one... You will never imagine what i feel So why call me a liar if you do not feel Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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