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The broken ones

Poetry By: Chrysta
Poetry



On how meaningless life leads to a meaningless death.


Submitted:Apr 21, 2009    Reads: 92    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   


You can't own what you've never had

And you can't see what you've never understood

Nothing can be salvaged from a broken soul.

In time you'll see the truth of these words.

Like a whisper beneath the roaring flames,

your ashes will will cease to exist,cease to matter.

Once gone,nothing can remain but the shallow echo of a lonely soul

With nowhere to go.





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