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The Joys Of Pain..

We go through the valley of life.
Scaling through gross darkness, undaunted..
In our minds, so much bitterness and strife,
Interlocking the grounds of our meekness.

Searching for answers to our flaws
We resort to accept the gift of loneliness
Motes of pain dissolves in the river of tears
With its mocking straws in the predawn of fears

We try to build the breastplates of uprightness.
To revive the joys of pain.
With enigmatic demeanor, we decide then;
To never make the heart remain;

Intoxicated by the wine of affections
We seem to harden our hearts.
To show no remorse for they who gain,
Strength from the victims they hurt.

Trying to guard our hearts, we tend to avoid,
And dismiss the ones we care about,
And those we thought we cannot do without,
Are those who left us void..

And in the wake of reality.
We become the mirrors of our thoughts.
Upside-down we inscribe the joys of pain.
Upon the papers of our flaws..

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