Pain

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Pain is a beautiful thing. It lets me know that I'm still alive and breathing.

My soul is torched and bleeding from the way my pears treat me.

Tears run down my cheaks. From pain others have caused.

Death just seems like a dream, that will one day make the pain disappear.

until that day I guess I'll just have to deal in my own way.

Why can't they just leave me alone.

Till the day I die  I guess I'll just have to say...F*ck You!

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