Broken Places
After his d e a t h - I fell into a deep black void of nothingness,
my body bruised, my soul s h a t t e r e d, and my heart in pieces;
I was a shadow of ME, and now today, well PART of me dwells with his bones.
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December 4, 2016
Poetry/Free Verse/Broken Places
Copyright Protected, ID 16-855-089-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest,
Depression Is
Third Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2016
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