I lie beneath a broken sky
The falling rain from tears I cry
All emotions pass me by
But despair, Sorrow's Song
The wind is tearing at me now
Stones flying by from fallen ground
I stand up just to fall back down
The fear, the pain, the wrong
The music, blasting, haunts the night
In darkness, for there is no light
Fear, pain, and death all sing along
For all that's left is Sorrow's Song
Is Sorrow's Song
Around my wrists are fettered chains
I fear it all has been in vain
The happiness I used to feign
Is gone, for lying's wrong
The weight of worlds is crushing me
This is my fate, from all I see
I fear I never shall be free
From despair, Sorrow's Song
From Sorrow's Song
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The Willows - A Collection of Fantastical Short Stories and Poems
FantasiaA passage into other worlds Lands of fantasy unfurled Stories of past journeys took All this lies within a book This book is a collection of fantastical short stories and poems written by me. Please enjoy!
