State of Mind
Steeped in sadness this life of mine
the cruel reality
casting stones of pain,
my battered heart
don't beat the same.
Nagging thoughts
what use to be,
can't change a past
that's haunting me.
Glancing look, life's window pane,
these darkened skies,
fore shadows rain.
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