Sorrow is the emptiness i feel inside
He has the power to make me run and hide
His voice is empty and cold
Some people think his soul has been sold
When i try to avoid him i stumble and fall
He is thinking about why he doesn't love at all
He sharpens my senses and opens my pain
When sorrow comes pouring down like rain
If you face him and try to figure things out
He will guide you and help you
Without a doubt
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written on 6/17/04, for an assignment in the psych hospital i was in at the time
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