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Apr 2014
There's something about the pain I feel that keeps me going, it lets me know I'm still here where I lost all conscience.
     I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all.
   I feel the need for freedom, it's never the body, its's always the heart that needs freed. My ribs are the cage to my heart and im slowly breaking those ribs, one by one, not because my heart really wants freedom just because I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all.
   Pain is what tells me I'm alive.
My soul is a shattered window that nobody can see through anymore.
     We do things to ourselves that are self destructive but keep others out, some we do because we enjoy it.
Pain is the reality we serve ourselves, some like it, some hate it, some look forward to their next dose of pain like a painkiller.
Written by
Kaylana brown
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   Joshua Haines
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