It Hurts

It hurts.

I know it does.

But if you ask me where the pain

is coming from, I'll say I have no idea.

And I will be spekaing the truth.

You see, I don't remember a time when

I'd wake up every morning unafraid.

I don't remember a day when

I wouldn't try to laugh the pain away.

All I remember is: It hurt.

And I had no idea how to make it stop.

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