Poetry: Suffering - by Christina Leopardi

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by Christina Leopardi

Created on: June 03, 2009

There is no end to suffering
and so I cannot rest
my mind is forced to wander
along the frozen paths of death.

The inside of the tortured heart
against it many crimes,
everything seems useless
I see - but I feel blind.

As many tears as I can shed
and pray to god unheard,
I wonder of the usefulness
of any spoken word.

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