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Dec 2012
Feeling the sorrows of myself
to why
I don't really know
answer
is within myself to find
no one really knows
why we feel
the sorrows that touchs us
in many ways
to understand the moods we get into
we long for something
someting that we are missing
memories become us
in reality it shows us
to why
we hang ourselves so long

what are we searching for
a balance life
maybe
or
not

feeling the sorrows
of my own thougths to be in away
moods
are sorrows
trying to understand them
is question we all don't understand

I know who I am
sorrows I hate is knowing what people
hating the fact of life
life is many sorrows
to them all
finding a place of comfort and warmth
what happen to it all
I was the same

lost and confuse
nothing seem to work in the past
I walk silent in my mind
yet I question many things
I word into my mind
before saying it to anyone else

life is a sorrows
to all who live with many different
pies of depress
comes in many forums not just the fact or the issue
it's real out there
nothing would work
can't get rid of the pain of confusing
through our sorrows
in the way
we cannot express ourselves
deeply
within us
just the fault that creeps upon at times
yet

we hold on
to our own strength by doing things we like to do
focusing on others
who feel the same

feeling the sorrows to myself
and to others
who aren't alone
in the world
we see or seek out there
sorrows
to who we are
real within our own ways
Written by
Annamaria Gagno  Hamilton Ontario
(Hamilton Ontario)   
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   --- and Anon C
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