Pain

Sometimes we can make
ourselves have pain.
That is what I do.
When I don't want to do 
something, I create pain upon myself.
I don't do it on purpose.
It just must be a reflex.
I can't help myself.
Sometimes it works and
Sometimes it doesn't.
I don't want to do it anymore.
The pain does hurt.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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