Pain
June 24, 2017
PAIN
You writhe in disgust
You've succumbed to the sour bitter taste
Letting all of your thoughts go and deriving all attention to this unpleasant food
Yet I in desperation beg for this taste
Go to extreme measures
For this taste
Receive pleasure from this taste
It's an acquired taste
I close my eyes
You cry and scream
You run
You avoid it
You go to extreme measures to escape this
But as for me
A small smile creeps from the cracking corners of my bloody mouth
I succumb to the peace
Of the pain
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