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And Pain Becomes a Place

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And pain becomes a place to call your own
Where company is unapproachable.
To make it like your heart is made of stone,
Enrobed in sackcloth and invisible.

The longer Time pretends to have a say
And pain becomes a place to call your own,
You start to wonder why you even stay;
Unfortunate, your ghost is right at home.

You feel your chances for a life have flown,
You try to run but you can’t hide for long.
And pain becomes a place to call your own
Where all your worth is sold off for a song.

When death is but a number on a screen
And all along, you’re no one, home alone,
It’s day & night when hopes are never seen,
And pain becomes a place to call your own.

Written by Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
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Author's Note
Day 12 of 30
75 unique words of 132 total.
With permission by calamitygin, authoress of “Enduring”:
“And pain becomes a place ....
of worthwhile suffering".
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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