Grief Unto a Man

Shadow of the deepest remoursh words disolve what come of laughter, Angry of the most bitter like soap with no bacteria to kill of the germs, Heavens of eyes lost gaps between deception and word play, Who knew the pain of lost of once close to you could not be let go even more, Over and over then that of a locket of hand me down of locket watch, Pleausure and pain plays no gain, What is learn from loose words lost of disgetion of loose tongue Movement without a ambition to motion back home like tag of football game Pleausure and pain plays no gain,