A life of pain
Years of torture
Causes thy heart
To go cold
It’s grey like stone
Hard like rock
Blocked off to all
Who dares to break it
With this heart of stone
Crying is not an option
For support is what I must provide
To the grief of others
Doomed to live with this burden
This heart will last till my death
Upon which my death
Will release the demons of sorrow.















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i enjoy long walks on the beach, candle light dinners, and poking dead things with sticks.....yea i'm a keeper
:icondarkwoodsjourney: <--- for all JTTDW's refs
and itz kind creepy cuz the 3 poemz of urz ive read so far i can really relate to
thanx for putting the inexpressable down in wordz
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