Its so cold so dark in here
On my spine there running a fear
No place to move not shed a tear
No one to care for me in here
I can't escape from this deadly place
With a room the size of a fireplace
All day i lie with nothing to do
You would feel bored if you were here too
Its so lonely in this isolayed place
Abandoned by all leaving no trace
On my roof there exists a stone
People come there to cry and moan
I didn't think it would turn out so harsh
I haven't had any peace since the crash
I wish they would so not have hurried
I'd better be burned than burried
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Willful Verses
PoetryWords. Words are power, words are hope, words are comfort and words are strong. Specially when they are intertwined into beautiful strings of lines which weave into verses and ultimately gives us warmth in the form of a poem. Everyone has there un...
