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This pain I cannot contain. It broils and seethes It gnaws and breathes This pain I cannot Contain. It seeps out my arms In splotchy red stains It billows out my veins. I can feel it stretching Testing it's claws Eating at my shortcomings Tearing at my flaws. I cannot contain this pain. It rips out of me Until exhaustion is all you see It breaks of great chunks Dropping them with heavy 'thunks' When it decides They're useless. Everyone Is clueless They see, but they don't do I don't think they ever Wanted to. If I gave you a piece of my pain, Could you feel it? Could you feel the steady strain The pull, the grasp The hurt that makes you gasp? If a smile is a frown When you turn it around I think that maybe... I'm                                             upside down.
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Feb 20, 2013
Feb 20, 2013 at 12:11 PM UTC
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This pain I cannot contain. It broils and seethes It gnaws and breathes This pain I cannot Contain. It seeps out my arms In splotchy red stains It billows out my veins. I can feel it stretching Testing it's claws Eating at my shortcomings Tearing at my flaws. I cannot contain this pain. It rips out of me Until exhaustion is all you see It breaks of great chunks Dropping them with heavy 'thunks' When it decides They're useless. Everyone Is clueless They see, but they don't do I don't think they ever Wanted to. If I gave you a piece of my pain, Could you feel it? Could you feel the steady strain The pull, the grasp The hurt that makes you gasp? If a smile is a frown When you turn it around I think that maybe... I'm                                             upside down.
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Feb 20, 2013
Feb 20, 2013 at 12:11 PM UTC
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