Dark Sonnet


Great sorrow hurts beyond all pain in life, 
Transcending fleeting times without sweet strife. 
When hope returns into one's lonely soul, 
Depression follows suit to take its toll.
When sorrow fades beneath the sun' bright hold, 
Black clouds will drown out all the light like mold. 
Dark heralds will proclaim into the night,
And spread their truths out like a toxic blight.
Dreams put to sleep by people's boundless hate, 
And the lonely dreamers struck down by fate. 
Silver angels shed their immortal tears.
 Death unto all to soothe all eternal fears.
Souls do not thrive without joy without love. 
All to lament the falling broken dove.
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