Hurt-ed

 

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i wake up

the day sleeps

smirking stars is all i see

i grieve

sky turns dull

dying dazzles, all for me

i bawl

murky clouds roar

ratty rain please let me be

for when he falls

no need to amplify 

for she who breaks

needs not to justify

dear heaven,

all i have is a question

isn't it time to change

the hackneyed nature of nature

when will i have bled enough

and shed enough

when will you change

when will i have hurt-ted enough?