Headache....has always been a major discrepancy among writers, thinkers, singers, actors, engineers, labours...even Satans have it...
It stops you in the middle of something important... as it came without a warning....
As of now, it feels like there's a big rock on top of my head...it just sit there, doin' nothin'...
Gosh, I wish I had a painkiller, to kill this ache....
Hated this headache so much that it gives me so much tense....
And that's why I call it, tension in present tense....
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I would like to translate this poem
This is very good also, just keep them coming and keep me smiling please...