Grey Poem by Brenda Urka

Grey



Black holes, falling love.
Empty arms, and hateful words.
Look for answers from above,
No help I get no words of love.
Outside my person, I watch in pain,
Love is dying, bloody stain.
Close my eyes, in hopes of relief,
Goodbye my love, endless grief.

Friday, May 4, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: answers,goodbye,grief,words
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