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The little pin, greater than the spear
Which pierced into thy skin
So deep was lost in flesh, unseen
Painful like the mosquito's bite
Could madness and death insight
When lost and hidden inside of thee
Thy heart and brain bears the pain
But the mighty spear with pain
Greater than a pin's pain
Can life at once take away
At once thee goes away
And at once thee gains eternal rest
But the pin inside thy skin that rest
Torments thee day and night, unrest
Thee feels torture in thy body 
Pains unspoken of so badly
Thy heart and brain
No longer can drink the pain
The little pin 
So little takes to death slowly
So thy eyes pours blood fully
And thy life drains slowly
The painful pain the little pin
Gives thee, is greater than death.
The spear gives death alone
But the pin - torments upon torments
Then comes death.
So Alas!! The pin is greater than the spear
No problem is too small!