“PAINting a Picture”

I don’t always know
what pours out of me
until it pours out

the pain is a memory

it’s what I’m going through

it’s of someone else

there’s no pain at all

but every time
what pours out
helps one
if not more

so whatever pain I’m remembering
or experiencing
or relating to
could be for someone else

but most of the time
it’s just for

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