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Empty


empty

the place where you slept

the house after you left

the shop where you worked

the store that was yours

empty

you said you'd never leave

but I turned around, you were gone

now I visit empty

just to see your name in stone

the picture behind the glass

you smiling from a laugh

but I open my eyes to this room

and my heart broken in two

both pieces

empty

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Kimberly Shawn Ghent

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Bazzaro127
<p>A empty gap in a broken heart can be mended with care and fullfiled with love and kind care. This poem is great;)</p>

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