My eyes have run dry.
I am a desert now.
No cries left in me
I'm drained
weak.
No emotion left.
A husk.
I died with her,
and something else has taken over my body.
Putting me through the motions of life.
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Author:
M.E.M. (
Offline) - Published: June 24th, 2020 11:50
- Comment from author about the poem: This is a poem I wrote after my dog died. Originally created 5/26/2020
- Category: Sad
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