It Hurts Poem by Rizza F. Awayan
It Hurts
The message was clear
Everything was a hoax, I can't bear
Abruptly I escaped the crowd
Don't wanna hear it aloud
It hurts, like a dagger
Piercing my heart, oh dear
Cry not little girl
Manipulative as he is
Instead count your blessings in days
Certainly you will not be remiss
Even without him
Your precious life will surely beam
composed 1: 09 in the afternoon, January 7,2011
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