Pain

Snap, creak, sting,
All the pain is within.
Too hot, too cold,
The wind cuts through the soul.
Too little, too much,
I need this medicine like
A broken leg demands a crutch.
Too soon, too late,
What can be done to help this fate?

Snap, creak, stinging pain, what
Would we call injury if it were
Not pain?

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