Pain. Poem by Scarlett Esme Jonas
Pain.
Everyday I feel pain,
Pours down on me, just like the rain.
It hardly stops and never shines,
My heart is a battle field full of mines.
Pain is what I feel a 100 times worse,
There's even pain in your name, of what I curse.
Even when it stops it lingers in the air,
My heart is ruined and easy to tear.
No words can ever make it fade from sight,
It cuts me up and i struggle in a fight.
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