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Sunday, March 21, 2010

In Laughter I Feel Less Pain

Oh pain your unwelcome visits come with regularity
I have tried to keep the door closed to you
But you find your way around the barricade

Burning fingers travel along my body
Leaving a trail of agony along its passage
Attempting to steal my hope and my peace

You gather your troops of depression
To battle my will to keep fighting
Using blasts of hopelessness that this will never end

I have found a weapon that for a time will quiet you
My sense of humor rises to do battle
It is in laughter that I feel less pain

Armored with smiles I face the enemy of pain
Chasing it until it is forced to retreat
A joyful reprieve giving strength to fight on


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