Tortured

A Poem by Nancy

Fiery anger let loose

Tears of bitter anguish seeps through

Torches lit yet darkness is at ease

Wading through, feeding off our misery

When shall it be gone

For our hearts can't bleed no more

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Added on October 8, 2013
Last Updated on October 8, 2013

I am who i am( pun intended). That title is reserved for God. I am a being created to be the best human eyes could ever behold. more..

Pain

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