No More
Pain, so much pain, why am I aroused by pain, pain, pain, pain go away only to give more pain, the buckling of emotion all set up to describe pain, dazzled by the spontaneous movements of pain, oh the evidence of murder only brings more pain, oh the inevitability of monsters comforts new pain, oh the destiny that is bestowed to introduce pain, oh the washing of the blood trickling from the walls is a pain, what is pain? Have you felt pain? Have you smelt the inevitable news of pain? Have you had the overwhelming atrocity of pain? Have you sought out how to find pain? Have you sang the humble cries of the opera harmoniously in the name of pain? If you have sang you only have heard its marvelous cries of pain, do not let pain be pain, keep fighting the pain, until there is nothing left not even pain, for there exist a time of no more pain ~Jman2624
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