Martas poems for Saturday, August 17, 2013

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Saturday, August 17, 2013

Empty house, empty heart

The house is dark and the sad half empty moon, that through the window watches me cry in vane, seems to shine a little less bright as It feebly iluminates the window pane of the empty corridor leading to my silent room. Nothing moves... no children... no dog... noises are off except for my occational sobs. Everyone is gone to let me be... so quickly so soon. and I walk around... half empty, half full, just like that moon. My mind hard at work keeps going through everything I saw, everything I... Sign in to see full entry.

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