Stinging eyes wrought forth with tears
Tightened throat where no air nears
Though my chest was heaving and my throat was sore
Twas a pain I'd borne ten times before
Reddened cheeks and inflamed eyes
Stuffy nose and muffled cries
Though my face was sad and my heart was tore
Twas a pain I'd borne ten times before
Beating myself for ignorance lost
Hating myself for innocence cost
Where once was light there is no more
Twas a pain I'd borne ten times before
Lost my faith and gained all doubt
Certain things I'd rather live without
Though to anyone else it would be hard to ignore
Twas a pain I'd borne ten times before
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