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Pain......Pain.......Pain......
Death's Gentle Touch.                 

Pain.....Pain.....Pain.....              
A measure of a souls worth.
                                      
Pain....Pain....Pai­n....       
A simple reminder, of what we are.
                     
Pain...Pain...Pain...         
Fragile, weak, selfish.
                  
Pain..Pain..Pain..
We learn from it. 

Pain.Pain.Pain.
But what is it we truly gain?

Did you ever cried yourself out with a Song?

Tears like diamonds 
Fall down my face 
Scraping against it 
Tearing the skin 
Ripping the flesh 
And easing the pain 
Or increasing it 
At this point ,
I don't know