Pain

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I carry pain.

I carry it like

a thick cloak of

wool buttoned tightly

around my neck.

I find myself

gasping for air.

I walk

adorned in pain,

my heart bleeding.

My legs hit the

pavement with a

sodden, lifeless thud.

I’m drenched in pain,

But continue to walk.

I approach others,

I see their cloaks

weighing heavily

on their shoulders.

I remove the wool,

tying it like

a noose around

my own neck.

I carry pain.

I walk adorned in pain.

I’m drenched in pain

like a thick

cloak of wool

saturated with 

every yesterday

and every

tomorrow.

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