Windows Pain

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I look beyond a windows pain 

A freagment of glass, with tears that stain 

My life of sorrow brings out a fire 

To write of things, that to me inspire 

My thoughts are put into a poem 

Giving my words, a voice of their own

Printed on paper, is the pain that I leave 

Realeasing myself of all that I gireve 

Hidden in all my pain is my heart 

Under all my hate is a path 

That is the path I take 

In the deep and dark I will seek 

A place not recommended for the meek or humble 

As my thoughts began to roar with thunder as they mummble 

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