Pain

A Poem by red punk

There is this thing about pain

it has a funny way of

coming and going

It is something you cannot control

It only intensifies

Like life the pain gets worse

The question is

How do people bury it in their smile?

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To me the question is how we can identify a real smile from a fake one in prder to ease eachothers pain.
Great one!

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Added on February 3, 2016
Last Updated on February 3, 2016

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