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Oct 2013
No one understands
the power of pain--
it gives you all the pleasure
It gives them all the shame.
Does it make you feel good?
No one else left to blame.
You can feel your heart pounding
adrenaline in your veins--
all the aspects of death
are one and the same.
An empty soul
without even a name--
Will the pain ever die?
Will emotions ever tame?
Fighting and killing,
it's all one big game--
in a world that only
revolves around pain
This poem was written by me at 14 in the early 90's
Anna Vigue
Written by
Anna Vigue  Victoria, BC
(Victoria, BC)   
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