The pain I once so loned for is fading
My mind would breakdown until my body felt the pain....sweet sweet relief
Relief from trying and crying
Relief from the anticipation
Relief nothing ever changes
The pain I once accepted is all but disappeared
No more relief from release
No more anticipation of when or where or how or why
Everything has now changed
The pain I feel now is far more terrible than the pain I once accepted and longed for
The cycle has been broken
Now it’s time to rebuild
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