My heart breaks for you:
your burdened lies,
and weary mind too.
I wonder why you broke all your ties.
Do you hear the angels' cries?
Your soul yearns to be free,
bot not by the devil's rise;
don't be his cup of tea.
Can't you see me?
I'm here,
oh, am I here; I'll be your key,
make no fear.
And my heart breaks for you:
your burdened lies,
and weary mind too.
Yet, an angel cries, as now your soul flies.
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A Little Bit of Happiness, A Little Bit of Joy
PoetryPoems for the soul or whatever you feel like. Most of them are happy because that's nice, right? Anyway, these are just fun little poems about all sorts of things. If you want you can even make a request on a subject or style! Except suicide or self...
