The sorrow

by Nicole   Feb 23, 2007


There is nothing more then the sweet sorrow of a raven sorrowing over the lost souls of tomorrow. The meaning of something happening in ones life of tomorrow. But what is this you speak of that people don't understand, is it something or is it nothing at all, that just makes people ask questions of it or about it. Is this sorrow greater then life it's self or is it just a mere question of life that speaks to use. But why do people question it so, why do we question this unexplainable thing that is in our life's that can just be gone.........tomorrow. This sweet sorrow the raven knows about that is sorrowing of the lost souls of tomorrow is just a mere illusion of our eyes playing silly tricks upon our open eyes. This is just a mere question of every day life that people don't really think about or even know about because that is the true illusion of our open eyes.

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