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Pain Paint My Heart Grey

Ever since I  start to swallow solid food
Pain has been with me
It never leave me alone
It has made a home in me
Some would say, 
Pain is a blessing
I wonder sometime, is it real?
Pain exhaust me
It stole my speech, i talk lesser
Pain paint my heart grey
It never spare me indeed
I seldom weep to get away with it
Coz it is a shadow that stay intact
It has made me bold to less bothered of being rejected.
Even friends become strangers;
pain is a constant companion 
Therefore I should love it
I should seek to learn from the book of pain.
For that will be a portion gold

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