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Suffer well
I never complain
complaining is weak
weakened i become
becoming to suffer well
just walk on by, watch
watching me bleed
bleeding wounds; nothing like a bleeding heart
heartful i am; i still suffer well
i'm such a trooper
trooping with my head high
higher pain sets me free
free even when i suffer well
i don't need your pity
pityous souls, too much they care
caring is foolish
foolish i am when i suffer well
complaining is weak
weakened i become
becoming to suffer well
just walk on by, watch
watching me bleed
bleeding wounds; nothing like a bleeding heart
heartful i am; i still suffer well
i'm such a trooper
trooping with my head high
higher pain sets me free
free even when i suffer well
i don't need your pity
pityous souls, too much they care
caring is foolish
foolish i am when i suffer well
Published 23rd Jan 2012
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23rd Jan 2012 5:32pm
There is a violent rage in these verses. Which reaches you straight to the stomach.
Sounds a little desperate.
Of course I really like how it is written.
The content makes me think, though.
Carries an atmosphere of nihilistic self-destruction that I know very well. Something that I preferred to leave many years ago. Fortunately, I think.
Sounds a little desperate.
Of course I really like how it is written.
The content makes me think, though.
Carries an atmosphere of nihilistic self-destruction that I know very well. Something that I preferred to leave many years ago. Fortunately, I think.
