Sorrow
Sorrow wears a face
As pain grinds in place
Bitter feels the touch
As sad spoil roughs much
Sorrow is sad deep
That suffers lost sleep
Gall can forfeit taste
As pain lays stern waste
Sorrow lumps old dirt
Drags even past hurts
Leon Enriquez
08 May 2019
Singapore
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