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Thursday
Jan052012

Empty By T. Alisha Rogers

In the dark of the night

In silence, eyes shut tightly

No water escapes, 

No water makes streams on my face

Quietly I suffer my plight

In the darkness of night

The reality burns loudly

Hollow, vacant, an abyss

So soft weeps the soul

Leached was kindness

Leached was compassion

Drained was love 

Drained was passion

No more

There is no more

All that remains 

A shell, Broken 

and Empty

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