Make it Write Hurting by Tori, 14 The screaming, yelling hurting hurting hurting You can't cover your ears, You can't cover your heart, It won't go in-one-ear-and-out-the-other. It is deep. It stains like a red wine. It stabs your every vein. Hurting hurting hurting. Why are they so cruel? Mean, evil, vicious words Stabbing, piercing, punching, Surrounding your head. Hurting hurting hurting The blood is scorching, bubbling, steaming. Out come hot, wet tears. Drip, drip, drip. You feel nothing but numbness. You are helpless, meaningless, lower than dirt. Run, run, run But you can't, The pain is there, eating your insides, Lowering your spirit.       Hurting hurting hurting   Hurting, hurting, hurting.

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