Tired of the 'nee-haw'
In all honesty, when will this go away?
If not soon, then what day?
Tired of the shoulder tensing
Tired of the pain
In all honesty, when will this go away?
If not soon, then what day?
Tired of the 'nee-haw'
The sound I make
That I don't want to make
In all honesty, when will this go away?
If not soon, then what day?
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A well delivered expression of the personal angst behind having this albatrossed disorder....The Medical field has made many credible strides in this neuro-area, however, as your poem so intimates...a panacea can come not soon enough! Nicely done. ~ F j R ~ __2008__