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My Hidden Pain

Take me away from the hell that has stepped in on earth,
Take me away for I am wounded deep and need rest,
My torn clothes and skin printed with blood has taken too much struggle;
Take me away so I can change myself to be my best,
Take me away so I can plan my steps, each precise and not holding me back,
For I will return and storm the evil out when I am ready.
Saturday, March 13, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: pain,struggle,wound,wounds,life,hiding
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