Pain

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It makes the screaming voices stop
It makes you feel alive
It's harmful and cruel
Yet addictive and fun

It makes the plain white I always see
A colorful blur of silver and red
A pretty pattern instead
Of the plain white sheet

It burns like the fire that's constantly inside
It makes the whole world new
The smiles come easier
The tears become few

I'm not saying it's a healthy thing to do
I'm just explaining to everyone
Why it can seem like it is
When you're stuck in the bottomless pit

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