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Pain.
Gnaws at my stomach. Claws at my brain. makes me want to cry makes me want to die but that would be giving up so I take a deep breath, and I laugh You poison my heart with the hatred you depart but I refuse to be weak, I refuse to give up what you seek, and so, I laugh I've been hurt by you only mentally; that's not new. you terrify me. you torment me. you want to destroy, that which is me; but I only laugh. I laugh to prove you wrong because I'm too stubborn to cry I laugh to kill the pain that gnaws at my stomach and claws at my brain I laugh to the world, my sorrow buried inside, even though with each smile, there is yet another pain to hide. Amazing how people turn when they hear someone laugh they never even guess that the laughter everyone loves to hear is the stubborn child's way to cry.
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