A Place Where Pain Dies

A Place Where Pain Dies

A Poem by Mister Rat
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dunno what im doing anymore

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ill bet youre feeling bad for yourself
counting the scars on your skin and feeling proud
the things youve been through havent done much but kill you slowly
youre the earths now
breath for dirt and a whole heart for hurt
wheres your victory now 
lie deep below and let currents flow above your spinning, empty head
water rushes and  your heavy thoughts grow loud
one day there will be no sound and youll be gone for good 
not even death wants you, but silence will prevail 
awake but burried alive

© 2014 Mister Rat


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Mister Rat
not even gonna bother with grammar and stuff

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Added on July 3, 2014
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Mister Rat
Mister Rat

Racine, WI



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