Pain (a poem)

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Pain

Why is it,

that you gain

from my pain

You laugh but

I'm scared just,

to speak your name

When your gone,

I run, and hope

you never find me

But you do,

So I cry,

And my body sighs,

And the bruises and sores won't go way

But they remind you of your fun and And everythang

that you gave you gain

but caused me much, pain

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 30, 2010 ⏰

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