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Eternal Flame Aug 2013
The pain in me
The only thing that you can't see
All I do is go to hell
And you can taunt me anywhere

The monster I call trust has been broken
By my 'friends' whom they have stolen
The devils come to pick them up
And hurt me within

I feel the wrath rising,
pain growing,
As I write this poem
I may never be the same again.

— The End —