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beneath the beauty
Pain, Pain.
Torment, Torment.
At times my soul has shattered.
A void reappears in my life.
I only think of these at night,
I stay positive during the day.
The pain exists, but I move on.
The pain exists, but I see past it.
Beauty exists, I dwell in that.
Beauty exists, I see it in my friends.
I will go on, I will make it through.
I will find myself, I will lose myself in my desires.
