H.U.R.T.I.N.G.
Hurting is he?
Until now the pain was all mine.
Ripples of anguish fill me even now.
Thrusting their way into my life.
Imploring my heart to remember.
Never allowing my soul Forget.
Giddiness fills me as I see him suffer.
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