Writing hurt in one's heart*
Wallowing in shameful sorrow
Crying through heart no tomorrow
The glass of Love has been shattered
Blood of feelings that has been splattered
The wall has me hanging on with no handle
Thief of grief culprit of this and as well the vandal
Dom*Colucci 2010
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Beauty of paradise*
Beauty of paradise* Tucked deep in the valley, a little village stands Only few inhabitants on a short piece of land But it is the fall and...
Poor creature... I feel compassion.
ReplyDeleteSorrow has plagued this person as the thief of their good time seems to be faded..so sad as well....enjoy always(+)
ReplyDeleteDom*:)xo---{--@