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A poem about pain. Kind of dreary. |
| I try to keep it at bay, Yet the ocean of pain spreads through me. At first I fight, But then accept it as a friend. Tears roll down my cheeks. My arms curl around my knees. I'm holding myself together again. I need help. I hear whispers, But everytime I turn around the voices have disappeared and I'm alone once more. |