poemranker ::Pain by shwenatjadeflower

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Free verse № 4135

Pain

Member since 2002 · Posted 11 Jul 2002 · 2 comments

Through my veins the cold heart pumps I feel your pains my veins now jump The pain The pain so real The cause so plain Yet you sit there acting sane The pain Just a glimpse of feeling on your face would satisfy my mind but to no avail you sit there staring into space I know you feel it I can too... Pain.

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[7] horus8 17-Jul-02/12:07 AM Reply
Pain has become the fissioned fuel in my lime green chevy nova. I'm feeling Alabama muscle car quick high on false courage. Joe likes dynamite. Local H rocks! Grand prize Monster truck!a
[7] Blake 17-Aug-02/1:07 PM Reply
Sparse, but effective.