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My Pain

My pain runs deep, Deep into the parched land, A land where night dares not fall, And kiss its soiled bosom. Yet this pain I feel is what makes me, Me.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 1/10/2011 6:12:00 PM
Profound thoughts Guy.. Isn't it great that the trails we sometimes face build our characters and make us the individuals we are..
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