Just A Shell Of A Man Poem by Frank Caldone

Just A Shell Of A Man



A shell of a man sits here today.
No confert
All broken
No salvation
I'm forever damned to sit here
alone
with nothing but memories to haunt me
They do me no good
No hope
to once being so happy
now just to sit here and smoke.

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