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by BlackRoses14 Mar 31, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / other
Troubles troubles Every where, And not a Ray of hope in sight. Down the Road of Open sorrow, Past the doors of Sweeter light. I watch my tear drops, fall from my face. Wishing my broken wings, could have the strength to take flight. Troubles troubles Every where, And not a Ray of hope in sight. Down the Road of Open sorrow, Past the doors of Sweeter light.
by Emily29
Damn Jess, you are such a good poet.