Deep down where the sorrow lays,
pains stays and eats away.
Deep down where the sorrow lays,
the tears fall, and drip into a never ending stream
Deep down where the sorrow lays,
children ran and flee into the screams of fire.
Deep down where the sorrow lays,
ashes fall and crumple.
Where the sorrow lays,
isn't peaceful.
Where the sorrow lays,
isn't easy.
But why do we still choose it?
Writers of all kinds
A place where all kinds of writers can come and show off their skills (no bragging)
