Horrors/ True Pain

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Pain is such a beautifull thing.

I have come to understand it.

It is a horrors own defining

sorrow.

The horror inside

the horror.

Sorrows meld together,

emiting anger and

filling with it.

Fighting with it.

Healing with it.

This world

monsterous.

And monster

beget monster.

Their are to many

colors between white and black.

Too many sizes for an opinion.

Life is full of horrors,

but he is allways that factor

that makes the difference.

Turning dark to light.

So even the minus 

a plus.

He drowns us in

his unconditional love.

 

 

 

 

 

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