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The Death of the Morrow
Nearing the end
Of this longest hard road,
What lies ahead,
More pain and sorrow?
I wish
For one reprieve
Just one break
From it all.
But no, just tears
That run down
My screaming face,
laced with hate
And grief that Burns.
My life fleets
Like blowing ash.
Will I last
'Til the death of
The morrow?
Of this longest hard road,
What lies ahead,
More pain and sorrow?
I wish
For one reprieve
Just one break
From it all.
But no, just tears
That run down
My screaming face,
laced with hate
And grief that Burns.
My life fleets
Like blowing ash.
Will I last
'Til the death of
The morrow?
Published 19th Oct 2013
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20th Oct 2013 7:43am
This has so many chambers to it and could be a tome for so many ... the overwhelmed ... the misunderstood ... under appreciated ...
... cool writing
LSP
... cool writing
LSP
28th Oct 2013 7:21pm
21st Oct 2013 5:35am
Hows it goin friend; The Death comes everyday, and for good or bad, so does the reborn, some livin on in memories, and wonder for tomorrow,
The Dance of death is everywhrere, yesterday and today is full of them, even the Morrow, but man, what a great write my friend... Will I last till the death of the Morrow, good line man, any thought on making this too a bigger piece, part of a bigger story man
The Dance of death is everywhrere, yesterday and today is full of them, even the Morrow, but man, what a great write my friend... Will I last till the death of the Morrow, good line man, any thought on making this too a bigger piece, part of a bigger story man
21st Oct 2013 8:10am
