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IN MY PAIN
IN MY PAIN I SLEEP,
WHERE IT DWELLS SO DEEP,
ME ON THESE STREETS,
WERE MUST I CREEP,
TO FIND SOME PEACE,
IN MY SOUL I KEEP, MEMORIES THAT MAKE ME WEEP, IN MY PAIN WHERE MUST I MEET, MYSELF TO GET ME HIGH OFF MY SEAT, WHERE IN MY PAIN I HIDE ME FROM ME, AND SEEK MY HEART THAT LYES WITH FREAKS WITH THOUGHTS UNLEASHED, TO DIE IN HELL OR ROT LIKE UNCOOKED MEAT, IN SOMEONES CELL IN FIRE FLAMES OF UNTOLD HEAT, FOR MOST I SEE, ARE THINGS THAT I PEEP, WITH MY EYES THAT I SEE ARE THINGS THAT ARE BURIED IN A SEED, THAT BLEEDS WITH UNTOLD PAIN THAT BEATS, WITHIN THE HEART THAT BEATS IN A TANK OF SHARKS, IN HOLLOW WOLVES AND SHEEP, I SEEK IN MY PAIN IN GLORY WEEP, LIKE CHILD LOST IN THESE STREETS.
© DON JUAN BLAZE