Hurting Poem by ash

Hurting



my heart is broken,
stamped on,
riped up.
Hurting

my heart is bruised,
sore,
snaped.
Hurting

if i could just stop it hurting,
then my pain would be gone,
my live would be over,
but would i still be hurting for you?

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