cries in the dark
I Wake And Feel The Fell Of DarkIs cries countless, cries like dead letters sent. To dearest him that lives alas! away. *. I am gall, I am heartburn. God’s most deep decree. Bitter would have me taste: my taste was me;. Bones built in me, flesh filled, blood brimmed …That is Poetry - http://thatspoetry.wordpress.com|||%26#39;TOO [...]