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Pain


A cut to the skin, a cut to the soul

A pulling of the muscles and a gaping hole

Ligaments tearing and hope vanishing

Bones breaking and heart thrashing

Pain

The hot glare of red

In your body, in your head

The metallic smell and roaring fire

The level of pain creeping higher

Pain

Lurking in your dreams

Leaves you drowning in a lake of screams

But you are not alone, someone is there

To give you a hug and show they care

Pain

All inside your head

Holding in what others have said

All you have to do is open your heart

Let others see your work of art

Let them understand who you are

Just believe and you’ll go far

Pain

The thing you left behind

In your journey of hope to find

To seek out friends to fill your soul

To fill your mind and make you whole

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