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It's described as suffering Distress. Some people don't know what it means To feel pain. Its not a graze on the knee Or a broken arm. Pain is . . . Well, it's much more than that. It's when you hurt so much that it's impossible to stand. When you can't talk without People hearing your voice tremble Or seeing your lips quiver. I'm in pain. Because I loved him. I loved him. I did, and now he's gone. And I hurt, I hurt more than I thought it was possible to hurt. This is true pain.
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Aug 11, 2014
Aug 11, 2014 at 8:25 AM UTC
Pain
It's described as suffering Distress. Some people don't know what it means To feel pain. Its not a graze on the knee Or a broken arm. Pain is . . . Well, it's much more than that. It's when you hurt so much that it's impossible to stand. When you can't talk without People hearing your voice tremble Or seeing your lips quiver. I'm in pain. Because I loved him. I loved him. I did, and now he's gone. And I hurt, I hurt more than I thought it was possible to hurt. This is true pain.
kenedy-ell
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Aug 11, 2014
Aug 11, 2014 at 8:25 AM UTC
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