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A collection of poetry by M Farrell |
| A solemn heart is broken left torn, no chance of repair yet does the one who broke it, my one true love, even care I dare not ask forgiveness for fear I'd make things worse I sit in a dank dark corner feeling as if in a curse my life seems as if over yet still I am here but each breath makes it harder for I've lost what I hold dear |