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Aug 2015
It's like a big part of me fell away and its somewhere lost.
I search,
But it's to far out of my reach.
The emptiness,
It feels so hollow,
So shallow.
I wonder  around,
Not knowing where Im going.
So alone...
I try to find someone to cure this ache in me.
This need is getting greater with each passing day.
When I looked into her eyes,
I seen her soul.
She touched my heart through those eyes.
But how can her soul hear my silent cries.
I feel Im being torn between fantasy  and reality.
How can I bring the two together,
When there both so lost in my mind.
My spirit has been broken into..
One part drifting,
Searching for those eyes.
The other weighed  down,
Bounded by another.
But when our eyes meet again,
And our souls touch,
She will then be mine.
She will be my lover.
Written by
John michalski  Indiana
(Indiana)   
478
   --- and its gonna make sense
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