Strange And Beautiful: Broken

Saturday, January 13, 2007

Broken

Coldness gripped my body
Tears would not wash away the sadness
Nothing fills the emptiness
Rocking back and forth, I stared into space

Looking for a meaning I see naught

Come yee spirits of the dark
Accept thy spirit
Release thee from hell

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