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Pain


Pain is a constant it lives in my concious it lets me know I'm alive lets me know I can die Trying to run away from all this stress I'm going crazy as I digress I recess back into my mind I must confess that I can't find it I've lost it what brings me back are the things I feel not just that but wounds that take time to heal it brings me back to reality when I thought I lost my sanity it brings me back this beautiful pain but it isn't beautiful for what you think that hurt lets me gain something i can't quite explain I'm a battery and pain is my juice I savor the energy and just let loose let loose because i have nothing left to lose but what scares me the most aren't the nightmares or ghost but that I'll lose who I am and never remember again
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