by mimzy333unknown, Washington, USA
Jan 2014 506 Views 15 comments
war of the soul
Sweet dreams of the mind,fantasys never to find. The desperate heart wallows in bareness of empty depth,never daring to be found. Kindness is weakness,love is turnd to lust,plucked clean of everything and left for dust. Leaving a body of empty crust,hollowd out by human lust.
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Posted: Jan 2014
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Comments (15)
Nice to see you back
Phyllis
Ken
Ken
You've penned a few words
and captured one of man's truest dilemmas
Good work!
Robert
ty for sharing your write with us mimzy
a very sad truth for some
Angie