She grants me wounds
And then asks does it hurt
She grants me sadness
And then asks how I am
She grants darkness to my world
And then asks me about the sun
She grants bitterness to my tongue
And then asks for sweet words
She grants me pain
And then asks me to smile
She grants me death
And then asks me to live
Seeker Of Truth
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