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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