DepletedA Poem by Angel VeselinovOut of Stock
Depleted I stand, again and again
no feeling inside, only the pain Relentless I'm now, the future is past Confusion they say, its here to last In world of disorder, in chaos is space There's nothing to order there's nothing to race Mortification of your soul, leads you to dead end further understanding, means nothing more than a suicide. Depletion Completed.
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Added on August 14, 2010Last Updated on August 14, 2010 AuthorAngel VeselinovPlovdiv, BulgariaAboutHeal The World, Hope that you like my poetry. I like to write motivational and positive poetry to inspire people and help them trough hard times and when they lost their faith. I hope that you like.. more..Writing
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