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Pain

What is happening?
Why must I move?
I can't sit still,
Can someone behoove?
Tell me what's wrong
Please tell me why!
I just wanna stop
I just wanna cry.

The pouring and pounding
Goes on in my head.
Like my whole life,
Is hung by a thread.
To escape would be best,
To run from it all,
But afraid I'm to run
Afraid i will fall.
Written by Skill3tfr3ak (PerfectOrphan)
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