The Pain

What is Pain?The feeling
is the weeping,malady-the drain.
And the unknown tragic dealing,
ask the grain on heavy rain

When the world gets merciless fearing,
and puts up as much strain.
You can only beer the bearing.
Addiction becomes then the Pain

Him with i together being,
holding me as strong chain.
Seeing all if I dreaming,
leaving the Pain into mere wane

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