Long
silence
that spares no
one and darkens;
silence kills the soul.
Beaten and lonely 'til
no one is left and the crow
sings the woeful song while in the
distance silence speaks the peoples' tale
of regret, of agony, and sorrow.
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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...
