Saddest Day Poem by Wiley Wildcard
Saddest Day
Lost or found endlessly bound,
For even the lost entail a sound.
Still on top of the new ground,
Still a story to be found.
I can almost feel joy slip away,
For this truly is the saddest day.
Even now I don't know what to say,
So I will stay silent my body to slay.
Lost or found endlessly bound;
I can almost feel joy slip away;
For even the lost entail a sound;
For this truly is the saddest day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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