Bring me your pain and I'll carry it for you.
Left and right arrows pierce through me leaving a trail of blood.
But yet, I still live, for though the sting of death rings in my ears,
My greatest strength remains my heart though it bleeds.
I will carry on, for it is a reminder of how strong I am and where I came from.
My pain and yours will I carry through the rain, for I have enough strength to get us both through to the other side till the sun rises again.
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A mighty generous and altruistic poetic narrator speaks with assurance and encouragement. TFS
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