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Pain isn't a feeling that simply etches the skin or scratches the surface,
Not to give way to bleeding, its runs deeper, poisons the fires burning within,
So it changes the person, while physical scars are healing.
Pain isn't a recess that stops at the source, that tingles then fades,
Once the blood's run its course, it stays in the memories,
And is recalled through remorse, in times of true heartache;
Through methods of force.
Pain isn't a passion, a vital need that we crave, but it happens at times,
As we transition from cradle to grave, It makes us fight harder,
When lost hope's turning stale, it gives us incentive, to bury fear and prevail,
To hold our heads high, cause sometimes we've got to be brave,
Just to get up in the morning, when we believe that we've failed.
Pain can be recovered through determination and strength,
And the hurt that we suffered can wither to some extent,
Never fully forgotton, but pushed to the far corners of sense,
To the back of our vision as we begin to rebuild our defense,
Pain causes us setbacks, but we can get back on our feet,
And make up for lost ground, now that we had to retreat,
And the power we gained, through the process of grief,
Can make the future seem brighter, as we turn over a new leaf.