It's all a tremendous lie...
A pretty thing to fill
The gaping hole in my heart,
A thing which melts like
The Winter snow,
But no Spring is forthcoming.
Every person is just a shadow,
A part of something bigger
That I desperately want,
But fear I shall never find.
There is nothing
And no one
Who can fill this yawning void
Where my soul should lie.
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Author:
SerenWise (
Offline) - Published: February 11th, 2019 00:43
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
Deep words very relatable my kind of poetry.
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