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*I live with a pain greater than love can bare, But I look around and it seems nobody cares. I live without sustenance of some proper lot, But I have nothing more to need For painlessness is not. Life is cruel some say but others have never seen another way. Life is pain some think, but really it's pleasure mixed with ink. I have seen myself only once in pain so great I couldn't live, I have a wish I could have sometimes known What some just cannot give.* I hope I understand, Nicole.
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Apr 30, 2015
Apr 30, 2015 at 5:58 PM UTC
Pleasure Mixed With Ink
*I live with a pain greater than love can bare, But I look around and it seems nobody cares. I live without sustenance of some proper lot, But I have nothing more to need For painlessness is not. Life is cruel some say but others have never seen another way. Life is pain some think, but really it's pleasure mixed with ink. I have seen myself only once in pain so great I couldn't live, I have a wish I could have sometimes known What some just cannot give.* I hope I understand, Nicole.
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Apr 30, 2015
Apr 30, 2015 at 5:58 PM UTC
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