Posted by: Ron DuBour | November 20, 2014

Broken Sorrow~by Jessabelle Autumn



Broken Sorrow

For so long I have been sleeping
Being a slave in my own dream
Till I heard the voice of awakening
Telling me to follow the trail of the gleam

Along this dark tunnel I am walking
Hold onto the cold wall for my vision is blurry
And somehow I see the silhouette’s standing
As I’m walking closer I could see it clearly

And there my angel is waiting
To set me free from this frozen emotion
With his touch, the coldness inside is melting
And slowly it ignites the spark of affection

Like a butterfly I’m now flying
For I’m no longer a prisoner of sorrow
Because his word is always enchanting
Pulling me out from the shell of hollow


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