Love Ended 2: Vacant. Poem by Roy William Gotaas

Love Ended 2: Vacant.



Empty of all but pain,

Dry of all but tears,

Blind of all but images of you;

Deaf but to echoes of your voice.

Dumb, for no words work;

Paralysed for lack of motive;

Broken spring,

Snapped strings:

Dreamless and

Ended I am.

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