It Hurts Poem by Ayhuntee Flewellen
It Hurts
Slow whistling wind, it doesn't hurt till you actually care, you move pass quietly with a wondering stare, unaffected by the distruction of a pair, try to fight it but you just get tossed, it is physically harmless but is a major life lesson you must be taught.*.*.*.*.*.*.*+
Thursday, December 13, 2012
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Dedicated to Desiree Flore.*.*.*.*.*.*+love you
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