Pieces Of Emptiness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Pieces Of Emptiness



Reaching for emotional contents, letting them flow, erupting into a puddle left on a sidewalk one day.
Sorrow spilling across the floor, as Sam plays his harmonica in grief of silent undertakings, ground to pieces of emptiness left alone in the dark.

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