Without Thought Comes Pain
Just blurted out
Just thrown on
No thought goes in
Before it goes out
The hurt's still there
The looks of scorn
'Cause of the times
I spoke unwarned
But there are times
When I don't speak
And I should have
For others were marred
And with their hurt
Came pain unknown
That overpowerd
The pain I'd known
And so I speak
Times without thought
To keep the pain
Upon myself
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