So The Sorrow

by Darkness13   Apr 22, 2007


So my sorrow believe to cut so deep
So my sorrow I can keep.
My days they end
And rip my skin
And tear me apart so I can't win.
This night, it ends with broken bones
Ripped seams and hand carved stones
Broken hearts and un-dead beauty
So the sorrow is said to be taken by those so fewly.

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  • 17 years ago

    by klo

    It was great i was really touched by it and i no the way it feels no matterr wat sum times we cnt win peace out

  • 17 years ago

    by Tara

    Hey beautiful poem! the flow was nice. omg it was touching, but not to like make your eyes cry lol! anyways good poem! unquie!

    ---tara