Sorrow Poem by lauren dawson

Sorrow



Sorrow I feel from the blood I spill. Sorrow I seek from the cave a live In from all the darkness that is in my life. Sorrow of demons laughing and cutting me until they see me weak. Sorrow is what makes us not powerful and just makes the demons win so stay strong and keep your head up high

Thursday, December 10, 2009
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