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22 August 2008

I was sitting there,
by the window.

Reading a book.

A sharp pain,
penetrates through me

Instantly waking me

The pain
was undescribable
unstoppable
unendurable.

It was the pain

I could feel the acid

I could feel it's threat

I could feel everything

My existence
fading

My body
crumples

I shouted
no sound produced

I screamed
no energy for that.

That was how bad it is.

The pain.

Pain I've endured since young.

I can only curse
my misfortune

I was born this way

what to do?

Live with it.

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