Collected Pain
At first the pain was too damn bad
to say that I would live
Until the chance to add some more
came knocking on to give
And I would say of course for sure
I certainly need more
And respect the need to want and blow
my mind to add to horror
So now I claim I'm P.T.S.
and I can go insane
Ignoring all I did that day
when I was sure to blain
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