In pain
as I lay on a grassy field in the Maine
I begin to smell rain.
a tropical storm approaches as I
drown in pain.
my lungs collapse in pain
I have nothing to gain
my eyes roll back, sweeping
through my veins
a light shines, and said my name
I wake up with no more pain
but at the end, the gassy field
only reminds me of pain.
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