Sunday, August 18, 2013

Sadness

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:(

Sadly to say
Things get bad,
Getting even worst
Begins to rough,
Changes into gray
That feels mad,
Until things frost
And lost tough.

:(

Even to hear
Still keeping deaf,
Even to see
Still keeping blind,
That makes tear
Till lost leaf,
And falls glee
Until sadness bind.

:(

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