Poem -

Sadness

Sadness

I  see the sadness in her eyes. 

How, the dodging and slouching have consume her in.

Her beauty  is skin deep.

And she never got much sleep.

Two days for two weeks may she have some peace..

The sadness in her eyes was very deep and indulge..

Her round,top,bottom dark,teary eyes made her hide.

For she was ashame and lonely.

Her smile turn into frowns.

And her forever glow grew dim in the wind.

She was pail , gray and glooming.

Her heart was broken.

And her words were unspoken.

Her mind wound be unfocused sometime..

for she have so much to endure.

she was a butterflies caught in a web

She had a my fair lady attitude.

She was very sensitive and frailer..

For only a angle could save her.

By the grace and mercy from god could   put her back together again.

my heart hurt.

my head ace 

my soul  shakes,

my sound inflates,

as I wait for you to come and fine me.

I  set by the fire place and daydream about us.

I was asleep and I did not know it         

I was falling but there was no ground.

How she seem so down.

I was seeking, but you were no where to be found .

 I was leaving forever,

but you change my mine. 

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