Past Pain


In a heart that's bruised and broken,
you may come upon past pain.

Memories of moments that will drive the mind insane.

Instead of going crazy
already fearing that you are,

you start to build four walls to keep such pain afar.

Inside these walls, it's lonely often full of fear...

Afraid of someone coming,
or even getting near.

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