It hurts

by Beatriz Zamora   Dec 2, 2006


My throat hurts,

my head hurts,

my eyes hurt,

my heart hurts,

my soul hurts,

my legs hurt,

my ribs hurt,

my hands hurt.

but i'm selfish,

and I wish that you'de hurt,

because then you'de still be alive.

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