my pain
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Call it mental health call it society call it thiers no more left in me call it sadness call it weakness call it my own dissapointment call it vauge, call me bare and empty tell me i threw in the towel to early tell me a bible verese lift me up s
I'm holding on to the pain, and I can't let it go.
It fills my being with the pain I am supposed to express, but IT stays suppressed.
Not from the wanting of.
