The Hurt

By Slo~Jen   

"THE MORE IT HURTS, THE WORSE IT FEELS, ADDICTED TO THE PAIN BC IT HAS BECOME OUR NORM. CANT REACH THE SUNSHINE, FOR THE FEAR OF STORMS, WE LONG FOR A BRIGHTER DAY, BUT HAVE FIXED OUR EYES TO ONLY SEE THE SHADE, THE HOLES WE CARRY DEEP INSIDE, WE LONG TO FILL, BUT CHOOSE TO HIDE!"

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