Sorrow’s hold is strong enough
She fights for breath
As they go dark
The golden rays fade
The silver shoots after
The hearts are all broken
In just a matter of minutes
Though the day is low
And the night is dark
There is still the small ray of hope.
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Poems I Write
PoetryThese are all the poems I've written throughout my life. Enjoy or don't, it doesn't matter to me.
