You never know what ain’t enough,
til it ain’t enough
you never know that pain is love,
until your pain is love
because you love your pain,
in love with pain
that’s his name
50 shades of grayer pain painted with your brush
you never know you making love,
until you making up
you never know you down
until you chasing up
you never know you biting pride,
until you tasting blood
you never listen to them,
lift your middle finger up
because most rather judge
before they lift a finger up
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