Pain.
Pain: I wish it not to know my name.Pain: simply the embodiment of thought.
Thought: an exchange of idea in ones mind.
Thought: an impassive wanting.
Wanting: a secret desire.
Wanting: a secret lie.
Lies: are all you ever say.
Lies: are what make up my life.
Life: worthless.
Life: unwanted.
Unwanted: Pain knows no boundaries.
Unwanted: your words.
You: unworthy.
You: hurt me.
Pain: you.
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