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Jul 2014
Pills to dull the feeling to dull the soul.
Pills that will make me shake, rattle and roll.
Pain that thins the soul.
Heavy is the pain on the soul it thins the essence of being.
Tired am i of pain i can take no more.
Pain that drains it takes away the essence of me.
I wait for the day i shall be free of these chains called pain, So i can sing!.

Written 3rd July 2014 By Kelly O'Hara
Written by
Kelly O'hara  Scarborough
(Scarborough)   
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