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Created on: August 22, 2008
Pain is like a knife through the skin.
A fierce lion, a raging bear.
I am in an empty, dark dungeon.
With the torment of fear.
A hole in my heart.
The anger flashes in my eyes
The thunder cracks in my soul.
The first snow has fallen,
When will spring come?
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