YOU ARE READING My deep poems Poetry Varry sad Sarrow 23 1 0 by SpiritLunaWolf by SpiritLunaWolf Follow Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story Send Send to Friend Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story I whant to die, so I can stop my endless cry. I don't whant to live, because I have nothing to give. I can't live on, not when my soul's already gone.
