Sad Poem by Martha David
Sad
sad its a bad filling,
sad its a filling of being un happy,
sad make you fill like you have being left all alone,
sad it a bad filling.
sad can make you think of bad ideals
sad can make you do wearied things
sad can make you hurt your self,
sad is a bad filling
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: sad
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8/6/2026 4:49:40 AM # rel_20260803T153344Z_4267e77
Dont be sad but be glad always! ! ! A good poem! ! !