a deep black hole
has entered my soul
and into it's great vacuum
flies from me
all the happiness
i once knew
it tears my memories apart
melancholy tears
fall from my shattered heart
the paper thin fragments
that remain
cry out
before they fade
i long for the warmth
of a smile
or a touch
something to grab and hold
or to chase away the cold
By Julie Scholz
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