the pain to feel



this pain deep down inside 

the wind full of love and crys 

the amount of times i have lied

about those smile i give sometimes

it hurt u dont see me wanting to be free

it hurts at last you dont see

it hurt u dont call to me 

when u see the wind hit my face like the blues in my face  

This poem is about: 
Our world
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