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How Do I Rate

On a scale of one to ten, how do you rate the pain? I know I have heard that before, are you talking about physical, mental, emotional pain? We all know their all the same, I have felt all the above, more than once or twice, I must tell you none of them are very nice. If you are asking me, how I rate in society's mind, the answer of course is low to one, you can't be possibly thinking that anyone can please their mind, if you are asking how I rate in my own mind, I t would be one or two, for I grew up not ever hearing one good thing, I stood in my room ignoring the mirror looking me in the eye, cause it too lied to me, mirror mirror on the wall,, who is the fairest girl of them all? You are my dear don't you see? You are beautiful through and through, inside out, if only you would let others see into your eyes, for the eyes are the gateway into ones soul. So I ask myself once more, how do I rate? A big ten and your pain has been lifted on my wings of prayer, by an symbolic monarch butterfly..

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