In Pain
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Hobbling along,
Disoriented,
Wounded in my Soul,
Hit by an invisible arrow,
Pain is so personal,
Disappointed,
Not anointed,
Not happy at all,
In pain,
In my distress,
Silence, my only caress,
Silence, my only friend,
That loves me the best,
But cannot feel my pain.
Nor help me become happy again.
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