Black Garden of Sorrow

by ChrisT   Jul 18, 2005

To the heaven
Breaks the dawn
For this garden
No light, has drawn
books of hearts that fell
Where pain's home-grown
In this sorrowful hell
Its like the alabaster
Has taken us down
Makeing us sore faster
Filling us with frown
In these days
I feel so wrong
With these ways
I bleed through song
It's like a pill
To calm me down
Keep me still
With all a soun'
I feel only apathy
Of this love feeling
Death is after me
And he's not dealing
To worry at this moment
Is a waste of time
This pain is permanent
And to me, dieing is fine


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