Poetry Wrecks

Like Cake Wrecks, only far less popular, but every bit as delicious. This is where I come to poem. And yes, I just made that into a verb.

Sunday, July 26, 2015

loss

The losses mount
Ripping away
Shards of my soul

The void lingers
Scars cover wounds
Pain souvenirs

Is this life?
Losing fragments
Until none remain
Posted by Bone at 10:27 PM 2 comments
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