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I Am Pain


Its not unusual 

No it won't make you delusional

To believe that my grief was crafted since birth

Made fun of and teased just for walking this green earth

Eyes to big, talk to loud

All of these features distinguishing me from the crowd

So if you see my eyes casted low 

Covering up a smile I dare not show

Now you know

I am pain

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