My Hurt
By John M Lennon
Every heart beat that hurt's
The pressure to make it burst
Here feeling no worth...
Crying blood
It no longer hurt's
Life unfolding,
Staining the earth
Seeing only the blood,
Not my hurt
Only as I lay here dead
With these my last few drops
Every thing's been said
So do you feel different,
Or would the same things still have been said?
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