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Quemado


I had no other way to 

describe to you my pain 

I don't think you will 

ever be able to fully understand

 but I can try my best. 

This pain that I have in  

my bones is 

somewhat like when you're eating 

a jalapeño 

you eat it,

fully aware that it's going 

to burn you

you eat it knowing it will hurt 

but because it tastes so good 

you don't care

you eat it and your whole mouth burns

you can try to 

cool your mouth with 

water and ice 

but it will only help for a little while. 

You eat it and enjoy the 

time you have eating it 

but you have to sit there after

mouth burning, eyes watering 

and just wait the pain away.

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