Hurt Again
- by Erik Smith
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I hurt myself today
and felt the same thing
every other time i've tried
slashed and shattered wing
every time i've hoped to die
another fractured dream
what have i become
a man without friends
with any kind of luck
those things will find an end
hate myself
hate everyone
this isnt' very fucking fun
hate the moon
hate the starts
i hate every fucking one
erase you
delete me
rewrite you
deplete me
pain
blood
the final flood
the end
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