It's hanging,
And weeping.
The sorrow here
Is too great for words.
It's thick and heavy,
Pushing down upon us,
Forming a lump in our throat,
A knot in our stomach,
An ache in our hearts.
One so young,
One of us.
Age 17
_The sadness is seeping,
It's hanging, And weeping. The sorrow here Is too great for words. It's thick and heavy, Pushing down upon us, Forming a lump in our throat, A knot in our stomach, An ache in our hearts. One so young, One of us. Age 17 This work by whatwordscannotexpress.weebly.com is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.
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