SorrowA Poem by Ebb and FlowTo deep a sorrow to hold so close. I weep to know that this is what I choose. I'm sorry for ever passing a blind eye over you. It's not your fault you've fallen and now it's my turn too. © 2009 Ebb and Flow |
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Added on March 26, 2009 Last Updated on March 26, 2009 AuthorEbb and FlowMilton Mills, NHAboutThe names Krystina Michelle Walters Poetry is one of my soul passions in life. Without its passion I wouldn't understand the beauty of the written word or that beauty of this world. "Words have.. more..Writing
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