Poetry

Poor Souls
By: Lindsey ([email protected]) 

Everyday it makes me cry
To think of the poor souls that die
The suffering they go through
I think sometimes i feel it too
If i can pray everyday
that they will go to a better place
i think someday
I will smile, knowing that
those poor souls are happy at last

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