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Another kind of pain.

**What is this?

I feel a hint of the same pain business

Thought I was passed that... apparently not

All this fortune, I've 'apparently' got

Not

Anger in my throat, pain... burningly hot

I'm tired of it

Beginning to think it won't leave

I need to make like  tree and...

Branch

Alcohol breakfast... cigarette lunch

Don't get your ******* up in a bunch

As frustrating as the financial crunch

When all the big fish did was "Munch! Munch! Munch!"

What financial crunch is this?

Affecting only the one with a legit business

I'm mad at the television

Depicting our childish, corrupt, political situation

Yes, that's the definition

Of pain.**

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Written by
nigel-obiya
Kenyan
Published
Jun 23, 2010
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20·109
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-Written a while back.

BiZZiLL da' WORDSMITH.

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