Pain Poem by teoh khai jie
Pain
Why does it feel pain,
When a razor object kisses your organ,
Eventhough it is small but hurt me,
Leading me a war against that damage,
Ways or idea were out to rid that object,
But nothing succeed,
There were no more choice it is just,
Choosing between the sea or devil,
By going to the clinic and being operate,
Or just the harsh way of just cut a big hole,
And release or the pain.
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4/24/2024 11:22:24 AM # 1.0.0.1119
very good poem, I enjoyed it. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.