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Hurt
I feel so used,
So bruised and broken,
If only I could heal the hopeless...
Inside this pit I call a soul,
There used to be a bright light that shined for you,
You ripped it out and stomped upon it
Like you never even gave a shit
like the poem and you can tell that you're in pain.
I love this, you have an amazing way of letting it out, of putting anger into words. I should learn to do that :)