Woeful Emptiness - Poem by Sossi Khachadourian
All that I can feel now the emptiness -inside
Hudge And rough emptiness
Surrounded my soul,
Echoes of vainy dirges howling alone.
Like me inside me woes of loneliness Insatiable serpent has wrraped my soul.
Nothing can hurt me more,
No word at the world can express how I feel
More then this word,
Woeful emptiness is wrrapped all my own.
The grief and gloomy veil
Teribble strain ebbed my chest breathless is the spirit inside
Moaing dreary woes
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