"Sweet Tears of Sorrow - II" rewritten to improve the last stanza.
Sweet tears of sorrow streaming down, I feel your warm embrace. Falling as you break the strings that hold my heart in place. Dreams that wander aimlessly, like a beggar with no home, wash up on lifeless shore to fade - to die alone. Hope that comes from an empty heart depends on fortune's call. Never to find a lasting peace, not seeking Heaven's thrall. entered in Becca Teagan's - Make Me Feel It - poetry contest written June 26, 2016
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