Jeramee Quicksill
Pained
PainIt's in your brainIt can drive you insane PainSome days it's like a trainToo hard to just feign deathYou try to control it with your breath PainSome days it'll sting harder in the rainSometimes it's so hard not to complainDrained DevoidOf all things that you once enjoyedYou can only ever feel annoyedGone How did things go so wrong?Once where flowers grew And how I dreamed of youAll to now which I've begun to rueAll these feelings are far passed due PainIt's in your brainIt's really all so plainWhen all that seems to remainIs the sweet, sweet caress of pain.
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