Sunday, December 5, 2010

On Pain

Pain
Dark,
Regal bruised
Throbbing
Dull
Persistent
Silently Deafening
Congested
Thick like Molasses...
A Purgatory of Perpetual Annoyance
Distracted till Ruin by a knell's Itch
One holds their Breath
In hope of Release...

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