Hurt:
Raindrops falling over me..
I guess they can feel..
The pain I'm suffering..
All I wanted is a home..
For I'm sick of searching..
But who is kind to let me in..
To provide me with shelter and drinks..
Miles and miles I've traveled..
With tired shell I'm carrying..
Yet the road still so long..
Which never seems to end..
Dreams and hopes to chase..
For "give up" never cross my mind..
But things seem to fade away..
"Give up" are the words to stay.
written by : Edwin
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