man, my hip is still hurts
on the left-side
but my poetry has no pride
but i'm sure you can tell
yeah it feels like nails
were shoved in my skin
when i wasn't looking
and went all the way in my bone
yeah it feels so wrong
but my tone
must remain the same
yeah even though my frame is...
in so much pain
i'm still here
yeah despite my inner tears
tomorrow will come
and the sun will shine
yeah even if my pain remains
God will gain
something out of this
pure pain
i'm sure
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