hurt. #poetry

Not really a poem…

I can live with pain
but just my own.
When the hurt is yours
it breaks my heart.


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About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy, too. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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12 Responses to hurt. #poetry

  1. Cyranny says:

    same here…

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  2. Being an empath hurts sometimes. 😕

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  3. Lana Cole says:

    That’s the truth isn’t it… so hard to see the ones we love suffer.

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  4. Meg says:

    So true… it always hurts more when our loved ones are in pain.

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  5. Especially when it’s your kids. That is the hardest thing, and mine are grown. But I’d do everything in my power to protect them even now!

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  6. J-Dub says:

    Watching my daughter struggle is excruciating. I can’t fix it. I feel so helpless as I watch. 💔

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