poem 28 - sorrow.

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your eyes bore into mine,
i think i missed the signs,

"I'm sorry", I state.
"Does my sorrow hold no weight?"

I think I'm past broken, I'm shattered.
in my mind, the demons they gather.

Goodbye, see you morrow.
I'm sorry I brought upon sorrow.

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