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The agony of pain I tolerate as of now Forking deeply into my back This sharpen spear which I cannot see Has to be removed by sterile hands of comfort As I lay twisting and turning While this impregnable object claims me As victor Voicing another cry To attend my howling call Now I am speechless As distress captures me How can suffering invigorates souls?
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Nov 14, 2009
Nov 14, 2009 at 1:10 AM UTC
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The agony of pain I tolerate as of now Forking deeply into my back This sharpen spear which I cannot see Has to be removed by sterile hands of comfort As I lay twisting and turning While this impregnable object claims me As victor Voicing another cry To attend my howling call Now I am speechless As distress captures me How can suffering invigorates souls?
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diverseman2020
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Nov 14, 2009
Nov 14, 2009 at 1:10 AM UTC
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