You creep up on me in the dark
When I'm curled and sleeping
And jolt me awake with a bang
I can't endure
You're not my friend.
You follow me to my car and just
When I am happy with my sweetheart
At lunch you karate chop my neck
And I have to leave without a word.
You're not my friend...
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You are so right. Migraines are not our friends...thankfully we have friends to get us through them!