Sorrow Fills His EyesA Poem by Edward
Sorrow fills his eyes,
This is what makes him so wise. He tries so hard to be there, But it gets too hard for him to bare. He listens to music that usually makes him happy, But even those songs make him feel crappy. Memories is all he has left, His feelings are so bereft. He's dejected and confused, He is suffering from that bruise. It surrounds him, he can't hide from the emotion, It's so great it's even found in the ocean. He is crowed with lies and misdeeds, It's so thick no one can hear his pleas. Through the thick sea of sighs, Sorrow still fills his eyes. © 2013 EdwardAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on April 25, 2013 Last Updated on April 25, 2013 AuthorEdwardOn a mountion top isolated from the rest of the World, CanadaAboutgeez so much has changed since I rewrote this about me page. Honestly there really isn't much to say. I work, smoke weed, and skate. Really all there is to it. more..Writing
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