True Pain
TRUE PAIN IS BEING AFRAID TO DIE,
NOT
KNOWING WHATS BEYOND THE SKY,
TRUE PAIN IS
FEELING THE HURT OF OTHER,
BEFORE PUTTING THEM
DOWN FOREVER UNDER COVER,
TRUE PAIN IS SEEING
THROUGH THE EYES OF THE BLIND,
WONDERING WHY THE
WORLD IS SOME UNKIND,
TRUE PAIN IS WATCHING A LOVE
ONE DIE,
WHEN ALL YOU CAN DO IS CRY,
TRUE PAIN IS IN THE MIST OF THE BATTLE FIELD,
WHEN ALL AROUND YOU PEOPLE ARE BEING KILLED,
TRUE PAIN IS WHEN A MOTHER GIVES BRITH TO A
CHILD,
THEN HAS TO WATCH HIM GROW UP TO TURN WILD,
TRUE PAIN IS LIVING THROUGH ALL OF THIS,
WHEN ALL WE HAD TO DO IN THE FIRST PLACE WAS GIVE A HUG OR A KISS,
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