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Pain. Is like an arrow Darting through your soul. It brings all kinds of sorrow And makes your heart feel hollow. Pain. It weakens your heart And hardens it It hinders you from loving again But it would disappear just then. Pain. It's a lesson we learn A price we truly deserve True, it's horrible to feel But it's ephemeral, and it reminds us Hearts can truly heal.
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I'm used to pain. We all are.

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