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Pain in its worst form

Poetry By: Quirky Cait

Tags: Pain, Life, Rape, Sex

this is basically my deffination and description of pain

Submitted:Apr 28, 2011    Reads: 128    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

It comes and goes but when you think its gone its back and worse then before and when it leave again you feel to hurt to react.

This is pain and its a bitch.

Pain is the knifes in my back when ever I hear bout him talking about me.

Pain is a dagger through my heart every time I think of that night last april.

Pain is the tears I shed after I ran from his house last april.

Pain is the nails I walk on in my bare feet when my mind rushes into the past.

And lastly pain is the whole world crashind down on me when I remember there is a WHOLE WORLD I WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO UNDERSTAND IN MY LIFETIME!!!!!!


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