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Lauren Van Schijndel Poem
What is there to a word,
If its empty, all alone?
What is there to a poem,
If its angry, and never shown?
What is there to a name,
If its face just doesn't care?
What is there to a fight,
If a solution is never shared?
What is there to a night ,
If its wasted, spent apart?
What is there to a day,
If it starts with broken hearts?
What is there to the ocean,
If it stops coming back to shore?
And what is there to a Soulmate,
If they don't love you anymore?
Copyright © Lauren Van Schijndel | Year Posted 2012
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