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THE PAIN OF MY PAINS
The pains of my pains , Was watching you lying straight In that wooden bed Whilst mourning with pain I knew then That your eyes are forever closed Mdali . The pains of my pains , Was you leaving me for betrayals In the hands of whammies and families So is friends and my enemies . That was the was my pain . The lesson which left me with no gain , The scars compared none to Abigail. I cried silent cries for decades , Hurdling with my knees Griplling with my finger nails , But still no sign of you or hail . The pain of my pains , Was you leaving me with repos . Today , it sadens me when I see toddlers . That angers me when I see mothers , This occupies my peace not When I see others playing mothers . The pain of my pains Comes when it rains . It is then that I see my shelter drains , That know it is the end of me, Whilst neighbors are chanting . That is my pain . My pain that echoes everyday when the sun sets And when the day dawns . The very same pain that has no prescription Nor a remedy And this pain will take me one of the good days
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