Oustine Hao

I am
Hurt
Hurt inside
Just because
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Some think of the glass half-full
Some think of it half-empty
I think it differently
It's when the glass overflows
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She came to this world
one lovely day
The wind danced and twirled
Even the sun came out to play
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I've been hurt again
But never like this before
It is building up
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It's the start of my poem
But I'm not going to cry
It is making me mad too
And soon I will tell you why
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Someone tell me why
People of my past
Hurt me so I'd cry
Really want to know
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I'm biting back my fury
But I'm writing down my rage
I'm printing this on paper
Later tear apart this page
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Oh Nina I do
For the love you give
thank you very much
You help me forgive
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You just
Wait
Wait and see
That there is
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Most my feelings lead
up to this one style
That is read out loud
It might take a while
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Spring equals my death
I fear it's presence
day I lose my breath
its omnipresence
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A three headed okapi was sad.
The three heads were each, oh so mad.
Each head wanted a different way.
This would not be a very good day.
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I am the scapegoat
From a petting zoo
Would run in front if
They were to hurt you
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This siren so loud
Goes off in my head
It's telling me that
I should have been dead
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On the day we meet
I have loved you
This I would regret
Soon I relized
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