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If I touch a burning candle I can feel no pain, in the ice -cold, in the Suns warmth, I'm dead. For I'm still burning inside, and it doesn't beat the real pain in my heart, I still hear it tell me that I am dead.
My pain may cause someone to laugh. But that shouldn't be the cause of my laugh, never a smile out of her misery.