DustA Poem by terry smith
Love can suck your soul dry
like a vampire leaving just an empty carcase, a locus skin. empty.. fragile.. delicate.. knowing someday, someone or something will crush you into dust and you will disappear in the wind and be forgotten forever .
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Added on August 8, 2015Last Updated on August 8, 2015 Authorterry smithAboutBooks by Terry Smith Bathroom Graffiti Angel Vomit Sid & Mary (Opal ) a journey into the wasteland available on Amazon Happily Married more..Writing
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