Sorrow, by Broken-Hearted Angel. Subscribe to rss feed for Broken-Hearted Angel.

Today I live with such sorrow
Not looking forward to tomorrow
Looking up at that lonely bridge
Pondering if I should jump from this ridge
On one hand I’m hopping I will fly
On the other I’m wondering why I want to die
My heart wants to be free from all my pain
While my soul is hopping it will rain
Since there are finally no more tears
Leaving me with nothing but fears
I have been pushed over the edge
I hope some ones here to talk me off of this ledge
Posted: 2005-11-05 18:17:12 UTC

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