Provoke hurt Poems

get up

I am tired.
The wind it pushes me
no limits are my success
do i get an applause
i am the one that lost
what is this i see
the impossibilities that
are the dreams that wake me up
they tell me to get up
but i am tired

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get up

I am tired.
The wind it pushes me
no limits are my success
do i get an applause
i am the one that lost
what is this i see
the impossibilities that
are the dreams that wake me up
they tell me to get up
but i am tired

......

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  jane jackson (1 poems about Provoke hurt)
  noverber 25,2001- zambia