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Dagger


A Pain so sharp
Like a dagger in the heart
Half way dead, but very much alive

Pain everlasting-pervading
creation of tears and eternal sorrow
Despising oneself above all others

Oh, this is only the start
Your blood then boils
As the tear drops feverishly run down your face
Your heart cries out for love and healing

No one is there to hear your cries



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