Sun, 04/10/2016 - 17:07 -- DaBomma

I brace myself for the coming blow.


Laughter and joy, I embrace.

Success and fortune, I chase.

Pain and anguish, I erase.

But that’s not the case.


But still, I am wounded.


Laughter fades, and joy subsides,

Success and fortune are both lies.

Pain is real and ceaseless,

Pain can guide and teach us,

Pain is not a weakness.


i am in pain

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