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Sep 2013
Pain leaves me in maniacal bliss.
Blood rushing, heart pumping, I begin to lose my grip.
Unleashing a part of me I have never seen before.
Insane, untamed, having me begging for some more.
Thoughts racing through my head makes me feel so psychotic.
Wouldn't be able to see this side of me normally, pain is purely just ******.
I am truly a sensitive man who isn't labeled as evil or tough.
Controlling my inner feelings till pain is introduced then it becomes very rough.
Showing that I'm really a freak of nature, a misfit who isn't strong willed.
Pain to me is natures way of showing how reality can be killed.
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Dac  PA
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   Holly Jones
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