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Gunnyr Johnson Jan 2015
Hurting inside.
Pain is everywhere.
I feel it in my soul.
Or where it should be.
Try and try but everything is already set.
We have no choice.
Its time to leave.
Gunnyr Johnson Jan 2015
Why do we hurt.
Over such obvious human occurrences.
He and she.
Them and it.
Society tells us beauty lies within.
Yet we are unable to see true beauty.
Death come quick.
To the one who waits and hopes.
Death is beauty.
Pain, Pain go away...
Come back another day.
You see my smile,
so go away.

My heart is pounding,
my soul is lifted.
Energy rushes through my veins,
and heart.

No need for pain,
no need today.
Standing up to you is
piece of cake.

So off you go,
as I stay.
Happy and calm for the rest of
the day.

No need for pain, no need
for doubt.
Let the happiness and glee
sprout.
Dedicate to those in a rough patch.
Please stay strong.
Gunnyr Johnson Jan 2015
Pain, seeping through the body.
The one who see's it first, is to also see it last.
Deception at it's finest,  lying in wait until the end.
Crying out for the one that hopes to see the truth.
Dying eternally, not understanding why.
Unable to shed a tear to let loose the essence of life.
Pain is all that's true.
Pain is all that's real.
All that is gold does not glitter,

Not all those who wander are lost;

The old that is strong does not wither,

Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

From the ashes a fire shall be woken,

A light from the shadows shall spring;

Renewed shall be blade that was broken,

The crownless again shall be king.

— The End —