Lost soulsA Poem by kkellynMeet me under the willow weeping tree, where the lonely souls parade, Would you help one of them before they all drown into oblivion In this world everything is seen through a dark lens, the sun is no longer present, Ease the pain by whispering sweet words, Let the light come back.. Can you picture this colorful world that I have envisioned for them? © 2015 kkellyn |
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Added on May 2, 2015 Last Updated on May 3, 2015 Author
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