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[bodytext] => To most of us who know pain best nothing seems to matter. We know that some wounds go more than skin deep and never heal, we know of the darkness that clouds both our mind and our judgment allowing us to see nothing but the bitterness in everything. Each comment we receive, received with resentment. Sarcasm the same as compliment. We know how one love can burn with the intensity of a thousand suns then burn out becoming cold as Pluto. We know that to give one your heart and soul is foolish and to even have one to begin with is futile. Emotions only lower defenses and make us think what the bleeding heart wants us to think. Those of us living in the darkness know what its like to be ridiculed time and time again until the only words that escape our lips are ones of hatred or of demeaning nature. We know the anguish of being looked down upon constantly and having no one to look up to in return. To love someone more as a better half of yourself than a significant other then to have them walk out of your life forever without getting to say goodbye… You wonder why we wander, wavering about with the expressions of a cadaver and mutter but a few simple words. Now you have your answer. The pain so immense that we’ve mentally, emotionally, and even in some cases physically gone numb. We are cadavers…the pain never goes away [comments] => 2 [counter] => 177 [topic] => 13 [informant] => ThePunkPoet [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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