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My Pain

My mind lacks in the department of being trained,
my pain spread through my body like rain,
I guess it runs in the veins,
always depress causing people stress can't flex,
anything out of this biceps don't know my minds a mess,
always ask for the courage of test,
but how could I when you smack me down with your cane,
I'm here trying not to complain,
guess I need to be more trained better yet tame,
seeing her cry drives me insane! !
Just like the casino games you mostly lose,
I guess that the path I'll choose
it's better for you If I'm in the blue.
Holly Phan
Saturday, January 21, 2012
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Manonton Dalan 21 January 2012
abuser are weak they need somebody weaker than them; a childmd
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Dave Walker 21 January 2012
A great poem really like it. A great poem.
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