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Concussion

ouch

Cracked head
Broken skull
Brain wave out of control
I’m immobile
I see stars
With my eyes closed
Spaced out in a bad way
No way to fake it
My head hurts
I am dizzy and disoriented
Can’t tell if I’m lost at sea
It’s like being on a plane
That has lost pressure
My right ear is jammed
And I feel nauseated
Let me be
Even though the bastards
Won’t let me sleep
What a headache

- written by McCutcheon


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