Disappearing Into Poetry
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Tossing and turning in the middle of morning, feeling
empty and defeated, having nothing to live for now.
A promise of lasting love has been torn from me in an
instant.
Left alone to live a life of emptiness and abandonment
only, disappearing into my poetry, the only love I have.
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