Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Pain

I am your ally, yet you despise me.
I am trying to warn you about things that could happen to you.
Most of the times, you wish I was dead.
Yet experience can't be gained without me.
I am the harshest mentor there is.
And have no numbers on my paycheck.
You wish me bad, I wish you good.
Homeland security of the body.
I am your pain.

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