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Andrew Mar 10
Mollusc no shell
Ship no Sail
A garden with no smell
A flower gone pale

To walk on this road
One i walked on before
From the hilltops of life
To the faraway shore

Now I walk in mere silence
With a lack of company
No whisper or companion
To say my name softly

To want and to need
To love and to be
To love one so much
For her to love me

At the depths of the ocean
With the absence of light
In the harrowing silence
With no will to fight

What is one to do
When it is taken away
The essence of ones being
The meaning to ones day

Now i must wait
For the clock to run out
Dreams my only escape
From this life full of drought

Barren is my heart
Where your name once resided
Now it lays in the shadow
Never again to be ignited
New to poetry. This about raw grief of a loved one and how it leaves you emotionally vulnerable, never to be fixed

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