PAIN’S PLEASURES 06/05/201705/08/2020 ~ Che Pain kills Pain heals Pain thrills It steals And wills And feels And it chills When pain rhymes It rhymes with the times And when it doesn’t It doesn’t matter Pain only rhymes when it matters. – CHE CHIDI CHUKWUMERIJE. Share this: Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Like Loading... Related
My dear, don’t you know? Pain springs eternal Young aching buds Always inside Bursting forth. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
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is there any pain in spring?
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My dear, don’t you know?
Pain springs eternal
Young aching buds
Always inside
Bursting forth.
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