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I hurt.

By , Knoxville, TN

I hurt sometimes for no reason.

I hurt sometimes for every reason.

And I hurt myself because it hurts to be hurt,

But it hurts less when you're the one doing the hurting.

 

I cry for everything.

And I cry for nothing.

But I cry alone to cry the cry out

Before others can cry for me, before they can cry for me.

 

I break entirely.

And I break in pieces.

But I break into my broken pieces 

Before the breakers are broken over breaking me.

 

I die slowly.

And I die really fast.

I die the death I'm dealt, death by depression,

Death by your denial of my dying.

 

I hurt sometimes for no reason.
I hurt sometimes for every reason.
And I hurt myself because it hurts to be hurt,
But it hurts less when you're the one doing the hurting.






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