pain
Pain , I say i wont complain bearing the burden, words like birds fly to verbs then contain the vains
of my plain out of frame eyes
as a trained lifeless man not named only his aim to take blame and maintain heartbreat, heartache
an listen to this song by drake but wait is it wrong to make a soul feel then take, break, and
sufforcate and miss
use his mistake of love to heart fake thats not the sad part just wait, this all start from a hug then
hate thats the ending fait i just need to clean my plate full of pain
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