RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Sorrow's Spell - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Tears trying to form in my mind as I force myself to hold them back.
Not wanting to feel the sorrow building itself into a mountainous surge of grief right now.
Knowing the cause, not able to divert the sadness, it comes and sits upon my mind, not letting me escape it's grasp, as I fall under it's spell alone.
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