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Pain: A Fictional Narrative

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Wounded people surrounded her feeling the hurt within the room as if she didn’t already feel the wounds within herself quietly choking couldn’t speak but asked “who are you waiting for?” shrieking softly but hardly did she feel the touch the touch of someone who cared Too many people have had enough but it’s nothing new she shovelled what remained of her into the waiting earth and responded “my mother” hearing others loudly whisper “aleast she had the decency to do the decent thing” she ran from the pain that she thought wouldn’t find her she shut her eyes held the little breath she held within hoping that the pain would pass right by her little did she know the pain would continue to consume her “pain in short was not her cup of

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