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Mar 2017
What do you know of pain?
The catacombs of agony contort accordingly.

People do not simply comprehend or
Adapt to the engraving that burns
Into the mind during torture they try but to
No avail,  they fall deeper within.

I see, the destruction in your eyes
The reckoning you realize
But to my surprise
Its comprimised.

You dont feel it you take it in
You breathe it out
Yes you!
Step away from this mirror,
Start your day.
Voiceless
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