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Friends with my Pain
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Love and Pain Friends with my Pain
Hello Pain.
There you are again
A sworn enemy
I can walk next to like a friend
Not too many tears this time
when you rang my bell
You are no new surprise
Your face doesn’t penetrate my shell
I’m cooking dinner
Would you like a bite?
I’m serving contentment
Without despair or seasoned with fight
For dessert, we’re having sadness
Topped with concern, minus the usual gloom
The taste is a little sharp
But I’m use to salt in my wound
Just like the last time
You said you were that, claimed you were this
And so just like the last time
You proved to be the opposite
And so the next time someone knocks
I will respond with even fewer tears
No thanks, keep your handbag of heartaches
Pain has already been here.
