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Misery
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My Thoughts The pins in my heart, and
The holes that their pricks created
Have been unhealed and unbandaged
My blood and my pain come pouring
Unceasing and unyielding into quinchless pits
The pits of my misery
The holes through which shine
The pain of loss, the loss of pain
Numbness covers me and I'm blind to the touch
No feelings of shame merely those of rage
Neverending and never leaving this broken boy
The boy and his misery
The light dwindles from the holes
Healing has broughten needed forgiveness
Needing to have forgiven long ago will not stop me
Work is hard and change is harder but must occur
Calm heart and no longer torm apart
The boy is apart from his misery
