Bag of sorrow I carried inside
Always heavy nicely on my heart
Bag of sorrow filled with my tears
Rising discretely over the years
Upholding patience over others
Screaming warriors insistently louder
Dispatching patience I have to pay a price
For my warriors I have them sacrificed
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Hanging their armor my anger liquidified
Bag of sorrow too heavy to defy
and one peaceful night
Bag of sorrow busted with its might
Burning tears ran down over my heart
Excruciating pain I sank in my blood
The first drop escaped through my eyes
Swamping over the nostrils I can't deny
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Warm bloodied tears slowly dry
As I look inside the flood had subside
The bag of sorrow is now empty
Waiting patiently for a drop of pity.