The Sad Song

Four long syllables
Which don't end

Stains of tears
The inevitable
Puffed and blinded eyes

To fear tomorrow
To dwell on past
Both are burdens

Wanting to breathe
Air of innocence

Clocks will tick
Bells will ring
Heal the mind
The angels sing

by Kendra .W.

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