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Nobody Knows
Pain is my only pleasure.
Releasing frustration.
Mutilation, sensation.
They, the voices , tell me keep quiet.
My mind I want obliterated.
Releasing frustration.
Mutilation, sensation.
They, the voices , tell me keep quiet.
My mind I want obliterated.
Published 21st Jul 2019
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21st Jul 2019 6:17pm
PAIN GOES DEEPER MORE THAN FOLKS THINK IT SEEKS OUT DARKNESS WITH A HUNGER FOR THE TASTE OF YOUR LONELINESS THAT ECHOS WITHIN THE EMPTINESS THAT YOU BURY WITH SHAME BRINGING ANXIETY THAT CONSUMES YOUR MOST DEEPEST THOUGHTS OF YOUR PAIN THAT NOBODY KNOWS TILL THEY FEEL THE SAME INNER PAIN NICELY PENNED QUEEN
21st Jul 2019 6:21pm
21st Jul 2019 6:27pm
21st Jul 2019 6:32pm
i did change “releasing anger” to “releasing frustration “ in the second line. didnt like the way it flowed, now im satisfied.
21st Jul 2019 8:32pm
