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Many times I sit on my tarnished tear stained chair Trying to figure out who is really here I tried to paint a picture of how I actually feel But I couldn't find the right colours to make it look real Not one colour was vivid enough for me to see straight again Not one trace of colour was bright enough to show my angonizing pain Not one colour was deep enough to show you the wounds in my heart that I feel everyday The only thing revealed on the never ending sheets of paper were..                                    Teardrop stains Never ending like my burning pain! Nothing in this world can ever compare!! To my teardrop stains My picture of pain
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Jul 20, 2017
Jul 20, 2017 at 12:16 PM UTC
My picture of pain
Many times I sit on my tarnished tear stained chair Trying to figure out who is really here I tried to paint a picture of how I actually feel But I couldn't find the right colours to make it look real Not one colour was vivid enough for me to see straight again Not one trace of colour was bright enough to show my angonizing pain Not one colour was deep enough to show you the wounds in my heart that I feel everyday The only thing revealed on the never ending sheets of paper were..                                    Teardrop stains Never ending like my burning pain! Nothing in this world can ever compare!! To my teardrop stains My picture of pain
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18/F/Guyana
Jul 20, 2017
Jul 20, 2017 at 12:16 PM UTC
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