PainA Poem by Dunamis PneumaAgain one of my first writings I did back in high schoool, short and sweet so to speak.Pain A Thousand needles tear its flesh, its screams, but it is mute. Eyes once compassionate, but now only see infinity. A Thousand needles pierce its mind, twisting innocence with madness. A Thousand needles disguised as its' memories.
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