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Pools of Sorrow

I wish I had a heart to feel,
but mine os shattered by the night,
the pieces are as shiny as any steel,
and they reflect sorrow upon sight,
each fragment has a piece of my soul,
trapped within, broken and sorry,
instead of a heart, I now have a hole,
now with my very life, I always parry,
my soul is a pool inside each shard,
filling them to the brim with pain,
the reflections I see, leave me scarred,
they hurt me, bringing tears like rain,
I cry for myself, and all Ive lost,
how can I not, its all I once had,
my tears tell the story of my cost,
of a past filled purely with sad,
tonight I look into my pools of sorrow,
crying for all the people I still love,
wondering what they'll be doing tomorrow,
I hope they're okay, my angels from above.





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