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An Mealaire
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An Mealaire

Poem By brian o murchadha

'Ouch.'

Once again,
Do you mind describing it?
For some reason,
I can feel my own when done.
But...
Your pain I am just not feeling.

'Maybe I should do,
What you've been doing to me?
To exchange the sensation.'

Comeon.
Let's be real about this.
What makes you think I want to feel 'your' pain?
Or my own self inflicted to prove what?
This is your experiment.
Not mine.

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