The Pain Olympics
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Ongoing34m
Last published Thu, Aug 14, 2025
" I learned to fold
to make no sound
To carry hurt and not break down
To let the nights just pass me by
To lock the pain behind my eyes "
TW ⚠️
This collection explores deeply personal themes such as : emotional pain, trauma, sexual assault, sorrow ..
(Some poems may be difficult to read) If any of these topics are sensitive for you, please take care of yourself as you go through them
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