In so much pain,
There's nothing to gain,
Emotions like rain,
There's too much strain,
Demons can't be slain,
And I'm all there is to blame.
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Journal Of The Fallen
PoetryThis is a journal of poetry I've written over the years
"Too Much"
In so much pain,
There's nothing to gain,
Emotions like rain,
There's too much strain,
Demons can't be slain,
And I'm all there is to blame.
