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withstood

I haven't caused a pain that isn't

Caused -itself- by me.

Small worries vest and fester here,

But never breathe the air.

 

Oh! But how they follow me,

Come once, and then again.

They'd never matter, as they're said,

Refrained, they are unfair.

 

Forgone once! Forgone twice!

Oh how they grow in sway,

The words, withstood- Be that, they should!

Are they too much to bear?

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Oct 14, 2018
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