Pain - As Never Before
I hurt with the pain of pain
I cry from the pain of pain
I want to be whole again
I want to see pure again
Don't tell me it's all in my head
I cried till mine eyes were red
I had to share lonely my bed
Don't care for all that was said
I ache for the healing of truth
For the things of innocent youth
Let the jasmine tree bear fruit
Of love that cannot be refute
Copyright © Joy Wellington | Year Posted 2012
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