A bleeding soul bereft
Can see nothing left
But the jagged shards
Of a cavernous hollow
Raw as exposed bone
Yet numb to touch alone
The mourning period
We endure will follow
To feel the natural pain
Defence must inevitably wain
To allow the soul
Time to feel sorrow
Sorrow Of The Soul
Published
The Twisting Tail 
This is beautiful 💔
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Thank you. I try 💚
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You’re welcome. 💙
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Sublime writing my friend 🖤🖤
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Thank you little one 💚
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You’re welcome as always my friend.
You know I love the dark stuff 🖤🖤
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I’ve noticed people enjoy the darker posts.
I’ll try to keep a sprinkle of darkness in there 😉💚
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Excellent 😁
Your mix of style and tone of the poems you post here is one of the best 👍🖤
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Thank you 😊
I’ll be making changes soon. More serious here on WordPress, more silly on Instagram.
If I ever get the time to do so 😂💚
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👍🖤
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