Empty Hole

Empty Hole

A Poem by Pandaa

Where earth and stone meet,

An empty hole lies at my feet.

An empty hole, six feet deep,

An empty hole is where I creep.

An empty hole just sitting there,

An empty hole to me seems fair.

An empty hole is where I’m bore,

When sickness keeps me no more.

An empty hole no longer weeps,

For, an empty hole plays for keeps.

© 2010 Pandaa


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Added on October 28, 2010
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Pandaa
Pandaa

Hole-In-The-Road, MI



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My name is Pandaa, I'm a poet, my friends have helped me through some of the toughest timesin my life. My style of poetry is based off my current mood. more..

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