Bereft Soul
loneliness is a period
without
a full sentence;
it mirrors a riverbed
that once
knew water.
loneliness is like a dried
empty egg shell
that has lost its all;
you were the watered
sentenced yolk of my life
and i miss you so dearly.
Copyright © Millard Lowe | Year Posted 2017
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