overcoming pain
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What I write may sound deep
But it's real life
What I write may be critiqued
But it's real life
What pushes me to do this
What motivates me to do this
Pain did
My body is a sieve.
Full of holes, yet still whole. And intact.
It's a bit rusty in places-
once shiny and new, the metal frame is tainted,
Stand up and fight,
Shy little girl,
Meek as a rabbit –
Taunted, tortured, and tormented
By their words.
Stand up and fight,
Glass doll,
Pile of shattered shards with
