Sorrow covers my hands and face
Like a cold, black sheet of ash
Its darkening my soul and heart
Reminding me of my past
Droplets of water fall from my eyes
Like a leakinf faucet
Revealing my disguise
I can feel the burning in my heart
The way it embers
Like a warm fire inseide of me
A heavy burden
In which I must carry
Forever
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