Glum is like soldiers fighting in the war 

Sad when they pass away 

Motionless when it strikes fear in your hear

Embarrassed when you see them risk their lives for you 

Smells like burning ash on a campfire

Feels like a pale cold face on the ground losing heart beat 

Taste like the bitterness of life itself 

Glum is like a Broken Soul 


By : Dameion Russ

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