This Pain

March 3, 2010
By , Livermore, CA
The color of a dark moon after a grey rainstorm.
The taste of the cold iron in your hot blood.
The smell of vinegar burning the inside of your nose like a hot fire.
Looks like a torn down city after several natural disasters.
Sounds like a rusty nail getting drilled into a bed of sandpaper and concrete.
It makes me feel like I want to drive a car into a brick wall.

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