Some people are so deep you are left feeling inadequate.
Some people are so deep you know their pain.
Some pain is so deep it will never diminish.
Some pain is so real it consumes.
I glimpse this pain.
I cannot feel it.
I understand this pain.
I cannot feel it.
I hear this pain.
I cannot feel it.
I know this pain.
I cannot feel it.
Is there a way to reach deeper?
Is there a way to heal?
Once the insides have been torn out?
Once the child has been lost?
How far must I go to get her?
How long before I can’t reach her?
She is reaching out now.
She is trying to get here.
I feel her pain.
I know her pain.
I don’t want her pain.
She doesn’t want her pain.
Some people are so deep you know their pain.
Some pain is so deep it will never diminish.
Some pain is so real it consumes.
I glimpse this pain.
I cannot feel it.
I understand this pain.
I cannot feel it.
I hear this pain.
I cannot feel it.
I know this pain.
I cannot feel it.
Is there a way to reach deeper?
Is there a way to heal?
Once the insides have been torn out?
Once the child has been lost?
How far must I go to get her?
How long before I can’t reach her?
She is reaching out now.
She is trying to get here.
I feel her pain.
I know her pain.
I don’t want her pain.
She doesn’t want her pain.
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