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Oct 2014
Pain is easy.
Pain is merely the existence of something that causes you extreme discomfort.
Pain is an addition to my plate.
A plate filled with emotion, thought, memories, etc.
But see, it’s the good things to be wary of.
Feelings of love, confidence, excitement.
The thing about those feelings,
Is that they fill your plate so full, that the bad things like pain and sadness fall off.
Which is great in that moment, except,
It’s so easy to lose those feelings.
So easy to have them taken away.
Those good things are desserts that people want to steal from you
But nobody wants to take your pain, the rotten thing.
So when your good thing is taken away,
You have nothing left.
The funny thing about an empty plate,
It makes you hungry for anything.
Even pain.
It's a little angst ridden but oh well.
Aspen Trimble
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Aspen Trimble  21/F
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