Old Sorrow And MisseryA Poem by ScottMy life feels like its ending. Its just floating away, along with my dignity and my soul which is in the wind, which is being crushed in dispite. As I sit in the cold wet snow, As I ponder Amongst the ritc, How is my life ending, dying in a ditch. I wish this could all change as I cryed Like a b***h.
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7 Reviews Added on June 21, 2008 AuthorScottStaten Island, NYAboutI am a song writer and a poet. I play Guitar, Piano, Bass, Trumpet, Drums and I Sing. I LOVE romance, As i am romantic. My songs are usually about love, etc. Well, im gunna go, Muah! more..Writing
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