Pain.

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It always have different forms,
It always have different effects,
From person to person
To the amount how much it affects.

It makes a few to shed tear,
It compels a few to scream louder,
Few will choose to die quiet insider,
Though it would kill them deadlier.

It makes a few to dug their own grave
To find some shelter,
It makes a few to sting other or
Just start to slaughter.

Though it create a new creature,
Out of You, changing the one you were earlier...

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