Resurrected
I look down and see a fist full of nothing
All that I had and all that I was is like dust in the wind
The pain in your heart is the only proof I was ever here
When you think of me I am resurrected, connected to you
Liberum Divisa poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Gregory R. Barden
5/7/19
Taken from my original poem: "Fistful of Nothing"
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