ForestA Poem by ChadOh, how deep the hurt has traveled. Sinking into my soul and rendering me so lifeless. Like an empty forest. Empty I have become despite my best, and possibly worst, efforts to keep you close. You, like sand, have slowly slipped through my fingers, and left my hands as empty as the forest. © 2009 Chad |
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Added on January 22, 2009 AuthorChadFort Wayne, INAboutBeen writing seriously for like two years. I skateboard, play baseball, work, and write and that's about it, really. more..Writing
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