We'll Be Right

We'll Be Right

Emotions coarse through me intensely
I can feel my soul now
Shame that it's broken
I associate soul with pain
How strange

Is perpetual pain the human condition?
Is that why we shy away? 
Pain sucks and we are doomed to a life of it?
But emotional range goes both ways right? 

Happiness begets pain
You can always have it better
Pain begets happiness
Anything is better than this

So we'll be right aye? 

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