Thursday, August 6, 2009

BROKEN SOUL

Empty space,
Nothing can replace,
The vacuum,
Left inside.

I have searched,
Beyond the seas,
Tasted,
Different flavors.

No joy,
No faith,
No pleasure,
Just disgrace.

A broken soul,
A wounded heart,
Walking through,
The cemetery of life.

©thelma migue, 2009

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