Down in depths of despair, rummaging around, locating
decisions and feelings of hopelessness to write about.
Next to nothing penetrates the armor set up to protect
itself.
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Comment is not the authenticity of any good poem. it is to realise n feel because emotions can not be read. an outstanding expression.
Olive-colored sorrow lies upon beds
of grief, watching
in a moment of seclusion to let itself
germinate in
the mind's heart and walk away into
tears of tomorrow.
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Comment is not the authenticity of any good poem. it is to realise n feel because emotions can not be read. an outstanding expression. Olive-colored sorrow lies upon beds of grief, watching in a moment of seclusion to let itself germinate in the mind's heart and walk away into tears of tomorrow.