Pain is a way of life.
We live in our own misery.
Those who can't take it, use the knife.
We inflict the pain,
not just on everyone but on our selves as well.
In this miserable world no one is sane.
We use any means possible to cause hurt;
Fights with words and fists;
Only to see someone laying in the dirt.
Harshness is all we know.
Words, fists, and other weapons are used.
Eventually war has broken out, and the blood starts to flow.
Written By Elizabeth Fraser (Tinsy)
Tinsy Community Member 
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