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Torin  May 2016
Sorrow
Torin May 2016
I had a sad creeping feeling in my soul
A sullen lingering in my bones
A sharp piercing pain
My sallow skin
A sorrow
And melocholy invades my being
Pervades my tainted blood
Even when I bleed
Its only tears
A sorrow

I bleed onto roses
I bleed into streams
I bleed with the clouds
I bleed in the rain

I had a longing eating away at my peace
A poison making me a home
A silent cancer spreading
My hateful disease
A sorrow
And darkness grows as my heart
My fingers only reaching
To sharpened razors
I hold on to bleed
A sorrow

I bleed setting suns
I bleed distant moons
I bleed becoming mountains
I bleed into oceans

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