Sorry, YouA Poem by Tiss Proper
I'm sorry, you.
I cannot drown this feeling. They all know I've let you down. Pain is understating. This cold world, Laughs at my aging frown. Long ago, my love, The youth died; No heir to the crown. You are but resonances, Of luring sadness, No where to go but down. Down. © 2011 Tiss Proper |
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Added on January 14, 2011 Last Updated on January 14, 2011 Author
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