This Pain

July 30, 2012
By Vile1067 SILVER, Hamilton, Other
Vile1067 SILVER, Hamilton, Other
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Favorite Quote:
We enjoy the night, the darkness, where we can do things that aren't acceptable in the light. Night is when we slake our thirst.


Here I lay,
Mind full of this pain,
Stress I cannot handle,
Yet I'm alone.

My heart is dead,
Torn asunder,
Ripped from my chest,
Crushed by a hammer.

Lifes simplest pleasures denied from me,
I derive no joy from anthing,
All I feel is this burning pain.

You left a hole,
That will not heal,
Misery consumes me,
Nows the time o my death.



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