The Pain Poem by raven richardson
The Pain
the pain in this life, and the pain in this cold and fearful place; the pain that i see stained on you face.
Just keep your head up high right up toward the sky; and you will see how you end up with a very lucky guy.
A guy like me, that is calm and serene; That knows how to help, and knows when to intervene.
I'm smart and funny and kinda sweet; don't keep wishing about us because someday we will meet.
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