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A poem about a troubled soul. |
| Broken Sorrow Beautiful one, beauty breaks, his demons twist inside. Arousing anger, violence slips, finds unrighteous pride Tears of sorrow, slip beneath, regret can never heal. More than bruises, scar a heart, no one else can feel. Lover’s vow, a promise breaks, sorrowful, he weeps. Troubled heart, troubled no more, for now, he gently sleeps. |