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wonderful years, I’ve had my share of tears and hurt. Nothing compares to the love I had for you. IRate it:

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Here Is To The Women Who Hurt!
Here is to the women who hurt! How their pain never told though their stories ever sold, intuitively resistant and bold. Their very dignity dra...Rate it:

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When Memories Hurt
Ehsan Sehgal
bitter and sad Memories attack To harm and hurt me I stay Within such spot Deletion and resumptionRate it:

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Healed of My Hurt
Herman Melville
Healed of my hurt, I laud the inhuman Sea-- Yea, bless the Angels Four that there convene; For healed I am even by the pitiless breath Distilled ...Rate it:

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Hurt No Living Thing
Christina Georgina Rossetti
Hurt no living thing: Ladybird, nor butterfly, Nor moth with dusty wing, Nor cricket chirping cheerily, Nor grasshopper so light of leap, Nor ...Rate it:

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It ceased to hurt me, though so slow
Emily Dickinson
It ceased to hurt me, though so slow I could not feel the Anguish go— But only knew by looking back— That something—had benumbed the Track— Nor wh...Rate it:

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Hurt Hawks
Robinson Jeffers
I The broken pillar of the wing jags from the clotted shoulder, The wing trails like a banner in defeat, No more to use the sky forever but live...Rate it:

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Lotus Hurt by the Cold
David Herbert Lawrence
How many times, like lotus lilies risen Upon the surface of a river, there Have risen floating on my blood the rare Soft glimmers of my hop...Rate it:

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The Gentle Anarchist
James Brunton Stephens
none could call me inhumane; I wouldn't hurt a fly. I wouldn't hurt a fly, And why indeed should I?Rate it:

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Non Dolet
Algernon Charles Swinburne
It does not hurt. She looked along the knife Smiling, and watched the thick drops mix and run Down the sheer blade; not that which had been do...Rate it:

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English Eclogues IV - The Sailor's Mother
Robert Southey
I am going To see my son at Plymouth, sadly hurt In the late action, and in the hospital Dying, I fRate it:

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My True Love Hath My Heart, And I Have His
Sir Philip Sidney
his wounded heart; For as from me, on him his hurt did light, So still me thought in me his hurt diRate it:

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My True-Love Hath My Heart
Sir Philip Sidney
his wounded heart; For as from me on him his hurt did light, So still, methought, in me his hurt diRate it:

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Song from Arcadia
Sir Philip Sidney
his wounded heart; For as from me on him his hurt did light, So still methought in me his hurt did Rate it:

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The Sun Hath Twice
Henry Howard
never shall recover healthfulness. The winter's hurt recovers with the warm; The parched green resRate it:

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Two Truths
Helen Hunt Jackson
Darling,' he said, 'I never meant To hurt you;' and his eyes were wet. 'I would not hurt you for the world: Am I to blame if I forget?' 'Forgive m...Rate it:

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Freedom Of Speech
is called discrimination. Not because they hurt you or inflicted damage, but because the adult in yRate it:

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not perfect
ashley gelsinger
with the stupid things I do I no I must have hurt you but you really hurt me to, now all I really Rate it:

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One Day
Joe Giso
never born One day you will love And you will be hurt One day you will hurt And find true love One Rate it:

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Angelina Sabia
I will always fake a smile, but inside i will hurt for awhile. I cant force you to say yes, aRate it:

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The Trees Are Down
Charlotte Mary Mew
and he cried with a loud voice: Hurt not the earth, neither the sea, nor the trees - Revelation They are cutting down the great plane-trees at th...Rate it:

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Mist In The Valley
Edna St. Vincent Millay
These hills, to hurt me more, That am hurt already enough,— Having left the sea behind, Having turned suddenly and left the shore That I had loved...Rate it:

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A Married Coquette
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Sit still, I say, and dispense with heroics! I hurt your wrists? Well, you have hurt me. It is time you found out that all men are not stoics, Nor ...Rate it:

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A Mood
Thomas Bailey Aldrich
of loss, in some foregone exsistence; A subtle hurt that never pen has writ nor tongue has spoken-Rate it:

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Approaching Night
John Clare
strife I cannot bear to see, Its very praises hurt me more Than een its coldness did before, Its hoRate it:

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