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HURTS
The day begins,
A coffee, a smile into the void.
And positive thoughts, yes.
A smell, and suddenly you get paralyzed,
You shake your head,
You want to continue but there is no turning back,
You put on music, you settle on a corner of the bed,
And you realize that remembering, it still hurts.
A coffee, a smile into the void.
And positive thoughts, yes.
A smell, and suddenly you get paralyzed,
You shake your head,
You want to continue but there is no turning back,
You put on music, you settle on a corner of the bed,
And you realize that remembering, it still hurts.
Published 2nd Mar 2025
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So relatable. Heartache is universal.
Great writing here.
The image speaks pain/ hurt perfectly.
Great writing here.
The image speaks pain/ hurt perfectly.
3rd Mar 2025 10:33am
3rd Mar 2025 00:09am
I like the uniqueness of this poignant and introspective poem's exploration of the lingering pain of memories.
"You put on music, you settle on a corner of the bed..
Jeez. So compelling!
"You put on music, you settle on a corner of the bed..
Jeez. So compelling!
3rd Mar 2025 10:35am
3rd Mar 2025 11:40pm
Some challenging thoughts of old hurts. But, today is a new day. So, let's fly UP, UP and away
