Genre: Urban Arts

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Through the Hurt

At some point communication was ignored.The pain rose like the sun, every single dayEvery time a word was saidIt was meant to cause more pain.Silence was like airBut minds were too loud,Too loud to hear what was said behind it all.Because pain kept rising with the sunAnd refused to setAnd at some point silence was all they hadWhen they got so caught up in the selfThey forgot the meaning of "us"With the ego constantly screaming "I".And the light that only shone from the hurtCouldn't illuminate two broken hearts.© Máh Lima


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