I sit here broken,
From all I lost,
The door has shut,
A moment of chance.
Coolness leads to chills,
From a wind that blows,
My mind is empty,
A heart with no control.
The blank stare,
Or pigment thy see,
Scared of the future,
All lonely like me.
Submitted: March 09, 2016
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A depressingly beautiful piece. Great job!
Wed, March 9th, 2016 3:01am
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Thank you for reading and connecting with my work.
Tue, April 5th, 2016 6:03pm
Like you have read my mind. Captivating, and thought provoking.
Wed, March 9th, 2016 4:13am
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Thank you Bruce for reading. I see many parallels in our life.
Tue, April 5th, 2016 6:04pmFacebook Comments
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sherry1
Haunting and beautiful at the same time. Fabulous!
Wed, March 9th, 2016 2:37amAuthor
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Thank you Sherry. I am glad you enjoyed it.
Tue, April 5th, 2016 6:03pm