Chapter 1: Empty Glass

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic

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Without a moments thought,

My hands slipped away

 

Far beyond the darkness

 

There are no tears,

To be shed nor

 

Any cries to be heard

 

As the echo of the cold rain,

Creeps slowly to fill my closed ears

 

Leave a path unending

 

Like a frail wine glass,

My world shatters from

 

The glint of loneliness


Submitted: November 06, 2019

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