I can't contain
this pain,
it's pulsating through
my veins.
My composure I try
to maintain
But these voices inside
aren't sane.
I look down
memory lane
and realize I'm
on the wane.
This pain
is tied to me
like a chain
and the only way to
put out this Flame,
Is when it comes time
to rain.
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