Pain

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Thin lines, all of them stinging like the tears that shed from my eyes,

My heart clenching in my chest, burning with the same pain as my wrists,

Sobs that rack my body, shaking through to my soul,

The pain never easing or disappearing, forever in my mind, forever in my heart, forever in my soul ...

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