Pain! It’s ingrained in my soul
Written in my past
Visible in my future
Pain created hope so that it could never die
It lives forever
It feeds on the hope
Slowly it takes it all
My face will fade
But suffering remains
About the Creator
The Madman
A wise man once said nothing.
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