I can't help but welcome pain,
if I don't hurt,
who atones for my own sins—?
I've hurt so many before,
it feels righteous to hurt.
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Poetrypoems and feelings of a new chapter in the story we call life; welcome to a journey of emotions going into adulthood
Hurt, Hurt, Hurt
I can't help but welcome pain,
if I don't hurt,
who atones for my own sins—?
I've hurt so many before,
it feels righteous to hurt.
