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The PainThe pain of suffering,
the feeling of loss.
The person is near,
but will not speak.
The wound still fresh,
the pain is too great.
The person has spoken,
but will not go on.
The end is near,
the pain almost gone.
Their presence has passed,
but the memory remains.
The endeavor is over,
the memory forgotten.
Time stands still,
as the world starts to crumble.
They shoutThey shout, we are human
They shout, we are people too
They shout, we love just the same as you
They shout, we aren't an accident
They shout, we belong in this world just as much as you
They shout, but are never heard
They shout, even though some never speak a word
They shout, and speak the truth
They shout, for me and you.
MirrorEvery time I look in the mirror,
I see a different me.
Sometimes I think I look decent,
Others I'm just horrendous.
I try to see the Beauty that he sees,
And sometimes I think I see her.
But then I blink,
And all I see is this horrible blob of fat.
I just want to be normal again.
To be able to look in the mirror and not be afraid of what I see staring back at me.
Doesn't KnowI don't think he knows how deep his words cut.
Like shards of glass shooting though my heart.
My heart pumps them through my body,
The glass slowly melts in my veins,
And spills from my eyes as salty rain.
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