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Free verse № 60112

Missing

Member since 2003 · Posted 10 Aug 2003 · 1 comment

Something's gone. Hurt, pain. . . space. Emptiness in a spot of happiness. I can't feel her anymore. Something's wrong. I'm desperately reaching out. Nobodies there. Falling into space. Overly protective of nothing. It's gone. . .

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[5] Caducus 11-Aug-03/2:36 AM Reply
Not bad but show us this emptiness !

For example emptiness could be a bell not tolling, or a kiss before work after 20 years of marriage, give us what emptiness is to you. Also when you reach out what is there? is it emptiness? tell us about how the air feels so lost around your fingers anything other than nothing.

Lots of potential here but lethargic 5