Poetry – Painted Pain

I’m smiling, but
My happy
Can’t cry no joy.
For, it is frozen in time,
Between the gates of
My pent up muscle tension
And me no longer suffering,
Suffocating as I relax
And exercise
My personal freedom.
I’m smiling, but
My happy
Can’t cry no joy.

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