I Am Hurting
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I am hurting...
No, i do not have a broken bone, or a wound that can be seen
No
My body hurts, my heart hurts, my mind hurts
Do you have any idea how it feels to standing in the centre of your mind and it all starts to crumble
The sun that was seeping into your skin and igniting your senses
Has now turned to tar and is seeping through every crevice
Devouring the light
The warmth is now ice surrounding you and though you are alive you feel as though you are drowning
Slowly slipping beneath the surface
But you can do nothing but let it happen
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