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The grief has left its mark on me

A foriegn stamp upon my heart

I know not what the answer be

I only wish it would depart

 

Every dream would end in tears

Channels deep down every cheek

The pain errupted from my fears

The words I know I cannot speak

 

Though time passes slowly, the storm clouds do break

My sadness flees, my sorrows they take

For as the rain falls the roses grow tall

And life is sustained by each muffled call.

 

By Isabella Steel

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