Pain, I can still take in.
Just to stay still it aches
Tears flow out, too much,
Falls over excruciating feel.
How to heal this unreal feel?
Hard to breathe, hurt its give.
Pushin back my breath,
Pressin down my skin.
It 's given too much,
No more could endure.
To end this endless feel,
I must walk through a door,
The door of death.
15th Jan,2010
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