Sadness
Broken wings,
I am dead inside,
these crooked things,
they bleed me out,...
was soaring high,
suddenly came crashing down,
i hope to die,
i shall never fly,.....
wasted love,
unrewarded care,
must let go somehow,what else can i do?......
oh heathen gods,
hear my plea,
strike me down,
and set me free,....
heaven or hell,
where ever i go,
so sweet my death knell,
freedom at last.........
Copyright © Ray Romano | Year Posted 2014
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