Ink Stains from my Life
Most don't actually rhyme...
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Pain
my muscles ache,
but once the dull throb stops,
it will be replaced by
a pain far worse.
The pain will grow
and take over my body:
the heart spreads its pain
throughout the entire soul.
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