HURT

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HURT



YOU SAY THAT I DON'T LOVE YOU,
                            THAT I DON'T TREAT YOU RIGHT....!

BUT, MY LOVE SHINES LIKE A BEACON!...
                             THROUGH THE DARKEST NIGHT...

ITS BRILLANCE NEVER FLICKERS,
                              THO TIME MAY REACH ITS END.....

ITS YOU....MY ..LOVE.....THAT WAVERS...
                               AT THE OTHER END............

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Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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