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Oct 2014
a hollow heart
nowhere to start
nobody is willing
to do their part.

a weary eye
a creepy sigh
faces startled as
they watch you cry.

a trembling hand
holding a reprimand
an unbalanced mind
nobody cares to understand.

a soul of scorn
trust truly unborn
a blissful heart
that's now been torn.
Phillip Blytheville
Written by
Phillip Blytheville  Dallas, Texas
(Dallas, Texas)   
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