My pain woke me at three
Got me out of bed to see
If I had some pill to take
That might end the ache
Through my body, it'll run
Ending all chances of fun
Found one that worked in the past
Hoping till dawn, it would last
Maybe more sleep, I can get
Before it returns, giving me a fit
Sometimes all I do is in vain
When to visit, comes that Prince of Pain
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