Sorrow
As the cold wind blows,
it cuts away to the bone,
sucks away all of ones hope,
just like a horrid ghost,
from your worst sorrow,
that leaves you feeling hollow.
Copyright © Hiro Gardenlighter | Year Posted 2006
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