I LOVE IT
I HATE IT
I CAUSE IT
I TAKE IT
I live with it
i will die from it
It feels like it beats me up
It comforts me
And still tares me limb from limb
It tortures me
It plays with my mind
Trapping me in its grasps
Leaving me defenseless
But in truth it is the only thing I know
It is my every thing
Pain………
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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