The Hurt Poem by Daniel Edward

The Hurt

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there are days
impossible stressful intimidating
days
that seem to conceal
who it is
you would like to be
they shut you away
inside
and turn off
your motor skills
and conversation
leaving you inept
crying
feeling worthless
to the point where
when push
comes to shove
you move aside
and let anyone in
if only
it will stop
the hurt

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