Hurt
I wish to array again,
Somebody touch my hurts,
I wanna be happy again,
Somebody extend hand to take my sorrows,
I wanna float in the wave of romance again
Keeping head on the bosom of somebody.
In fact none is willing to touch hurt,
All wanna the realm of happiness!
What fault would I owe to you,
To so serving the glee's taken in the heart
The basket is even standing empty today,
What more can I give you say,
Without the blood stained hurt.
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