What was once my rock
Is now my sheet of ice
It's my want of support
which makes me slip
The fall reveals a place I had not known yet,
Its the place where it hurts most,
It's a small corner of my heart
It's not mine to take
It's not yours to leave
It's a small corner of my heart
And Hope has left it's shadow
in a small corner of my heart
It's dark due to the light outside
It's day and Hope's out frolicking
It will come back at night
And sleep in a small corner of my heart.
- Palak
Feb 16th, 2010
Sorrow is so inspiring!
why sorrow-ed?
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