Pain Poem by Stacy Bea
Pain
The world has a price.
A price for joy, a price
For happiness, a price
For anything good,
The price is pain.
Many people you see
Are happy, this maybe
Just cause they haven’t
Experienced pain or its
Just gone past that time
In life. Pain is the dead truth.
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