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Jul 2010
What hurts the most?
Many people want to know.
Many people have theories.
Many people have ideas.

Some believe physical torture,
An accidental cut or bruise.
While they hurt in the moment,
It eventually fades away.

Some say a break-up,
Whether catalyst or victim.
But, once again,
You move on.

What truly hurts the most,
Has to do with something good.
What truly hurts the most,
Has to do with friends.

Not the friends
You see everyday,
Or even those
You see every other day.

The friends
You may never see again
The ones you spent a short time with
Yet, they became your best.

When it hits,
That the last time you saw them
May have been the last,
The world stops turning.
I wrote this a couple days ago after I realized I might not see some of my good friends ever again.
Written by
Declan
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     Declan and D Conors
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