Hurt and shades

When my heart hurts, even my skin hurts

My palms have a funny way of tingling

and my breath stops for a milisecond

I ache often- no matter how I try to 

do better- to smile more-I’m always 

smiling but never really happy

When I see a child- see him smile

I ache, and I laugh.

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