It Hurts.A Poem by erlanceIt 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. © 2016 erlanceAuthor's Note
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