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Sep 2014
Dry
I'm dry
I'm empty
I'm a barren land
Long ago abandoned
No inhabitants
No water
No love
No light
No sound
No air

I'm an abandoned castle
Once full of beauty, hope, light, and purpose
Once full of love
Every wall
Every stone
Every centimeter
Hand crafted
Loved to bits
So loved I'm falling apart

But now I'm dry
I'm empty
I'm bitter
I'm worn
I'm old
And I'm tired
No love lives here
No love will come again
Only hate and destruction

Every storm is another stone gone
Washed away

Every dry spell is more cracking in my bones

Every sad and misfortunate tear shed is another piece of my hope and innocence gone

I'm torn to shreds
I've been ripped at the seams
I'm lifeless

But I'm mostly just dry
Erica Farr
Written by
Erica Farr  Lakewood, OH
(Lakewood, OH)   
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