Pain
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Karen(xinyi) Gong, Grade 6
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Poetry
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2009
What is the emotion,
Which grips you tight in vain?
Do you have a notion,
That it is lovesick pain?
Pain is not just blood,
Seeping from wounds and scars.
Pain is like white flowers,
Entwining iron bars.
Pain is still a broken heart,
Filled with the love once there.
Yet none has ever controlled its part,
For pain no soul can bear.
So pain is like the peak of life,
When death is only a step away.
But calm is what your heart should be,
And optimistic you must stay.