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It Hurts Me
What hurts me more?
Than seeing broken pairs
Separate on the shore
And empty chairs
Hearing people fight
About if this or that
Is wrong or right
Yellings instead of calm chat
Hearing others pains
Not knowing of their cries
Kept in hopelessness chains
Under black, starless skies
Hidden tears from the saddest eye
Not knowing of unseen wound
Please just don't lie
Allow us to hear your sorrow sound
Just listening to broken soul
Not able to give what I want
To make them all whole
Doing things that I can't.
What hurts me more?
Than seeing broken pairs
Separate on the shore
And empty chairs
Hearing people fight
About if this or that
Is wrong or right
Yellings instead of calm chat
Hearing others pains
Not knowing of their cries
Kept in hopelessness chains
Under black, starless skies
Hidden tears from the saddest eye
Not knowing of unseen wound
Please just don't lie
Allow us to hear your sorrow sound
Just listening to broken soul
Not able to give what I want
To make them all whole
Doing things that I can't.
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that girl named Sarah
how could I forget you?
It would be like the diamond forgetting the concrete which pressed it into luminescence;
like a butterfly forgetting the cocoon in which metamorphisized;
or like a star denying the sovereignty of its motherly galaxy--
How could I forget you?
No matter where we go from here,
Or what your image in my head may fade or smudge into,
or how incoincided my memory of you from the actual you may become,
or how your name may dissipate from my memory,
or what may come next in your divinely authored biography,
or which people your narrative may bring you with interlockingly,
how could I forget that pale g
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