My Pain
The tears i cry are different from the tears you cry
My sacrs are different from the scars you have
My prayers are differnt from yoour prayers
My sins are differnt from your sins
My pain is differnt from your pain
The list goes on and on, we live two totally differnt lives. . . you havent seen what i've seen or heard what i heard. Stop teling me you understand your really dont understand.
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