Bereft Souls Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Bereft Souls



Violin strings playing my mind and heart in complete and total sadness.
Soul bereft of any life, walking away, filled with a loneliness brought on by a friend who abandoned me, took my happiness and left me alone and stranded with my world of suicide closing in on me.
Forsaken by a soul-mate, in need herself of a friend she's tossed into the wind.

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