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Em pty
Hollow
A shell crumbles in the surf under my foot
I bend to look at the broken
Shards
Shards of pain they are imperceptible
The pain is dull and blunt
The pain of absence
Emptiness
Isolated to the exile of its
Dead heart
Summer sun blazing, warming dead skin
I see nothing, searching for everything
But I am left
Alone
Alone on the beach, alone in the dying June rays,
Tears drying without consolation or comfort
Swallowing the emptiness like it never existed
A cruel illusion
Borne of cruel hearts.
A shell crumbles in the surf under my foot
I bend to look at the broken
Shards
Shards of pain they are imperceptible
The pain is dull and blunt
The pain of absence
Emptiness
Isolated to the exile of its
Dead heart
Summer sun blazing, warming dead skin
I see nothing, searching for everything
But I am left
Alone
Alone on the beach, alone in the dying June rays,
Tears drying without consolation or comfort
Swallowing the emptiness like it never existed
A cruel illusion
Borne of cruel hearts.
Published 5th Dec 2013
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