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No More Pain

Pain in pain inflamed with no name, excruciating, ingrained, extreme pain piercing through souls with no name, tormenting shame until it promised to never return again, love stains painted in pain, no voice to complain, for the World I’ve gained, can’t speak in vain, for it has no name pain, powerful pain emotions erupt into flames, cooled off by the rain, when trying to explain this pain with no name, sick but so sane, to whom do I owe this fame with no name, this painful, perpetual beautiful game, words mentioned, but that word ain’t her name, so no answer came, just pain in pain inflamed, excruciating, ingrained, extreme pain, piercing through souls, tormenting shame, to whom do I owe this fame, for she asked me what’s my name and to find out hers, all I had to do was ask the same, thy shyness was to blame, no more pain, you’re right beautiful, what’s your name.

I like that name.

I like that name, she

Said that’s only for you to

Know Nakym, for she didn’t

Want no one to know or call

Her name, then the conversation

Changed, now she’s my trophy

Wife, for I won the game, you

May have heard it, but only I

Know her name, no more pain

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Larry Ran

Hi Nakym,

I'm so happy for you.  Your pain has ended.  You found a giver of joy, a trophy, that I hope is a soulmate, to sail on with your "Helen of Troy".  Nicely written.

Peace and Love,

xox Larry

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