The dark in the light

The dark in the light is not viewed often

Like a friend’s funeral with an open coffin

Not many will look but those who do

Will take a glance and walk on through

No one wants to see the pain that comes

But the pain is real and is no fun

So, come stare at this beautiful pain

That truth I write with many names 

This poem is about: 
Me

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