Love of Pain

February 25, 2009
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Gliding around, unaware of the stabs
Untouched in an indescribable way
The laceration is numb
Captured by the cage of grace
Living under a blanket of lies
Lies not from the brain
Lies from the body
Somehow adoring it
Loving every minute of it
Affection for pain
Only an artist would conceive
this feeling for agony
A secret relationship of this perception
The dexterity hides the agony
No regrets.

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