May 23, 2010
By TalaTayenWolf BRONZE, Winston Salem, North Carolina
TalaTayenWolf BRONZE, Winston Salem, North Carolina
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In the darkness
amongst the lettered
chiseled stones
Through lashing rain
and searing pain
He stands alone
His heart
His soul
Remains ice cold
His blood stained hands
not meant to hold
The immortal agony that fills this man
The hate
the pain
No one understands
The fear
the misery
Of the broken man

The author's comments:
Someone who losy everything, told me their life was dead, he felt too cold to love or care

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on Jun. 24 2010 at 1:52 am
PaolaC. PLATINUM, Palm Beach Gardens, Florida
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I love this. It made me feel the emotions behind the words.

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