Empty

Empty

A Poem by Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)

Empty coat hangers
Broken
Twisted
Scarred enamel peels
Lie in a dirty rubbish heap
Whilst beautiful pale
Unforgotten blue eyes
Lay in a blissful pure
White sleep so deep
So final is this
Thing called death
I weep

© 2017 Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)


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well pretty good come back,i liked it

Posted 7 Years Ago


Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)

7 Years Ago

Thanks
So much that means a lot to me
 wordman

7 Years Ago

my pleasure,hope you had a great christmas
Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)

7 Years Ago

Yes same to u
Lost my pojo for a while hoping to get it back slowly
This one about yes death which we don’t like to think of much sorry if it’s depressing at Xmas

Posted 7 Years Ago



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Added on December 23, 2017
Last Updated on December 26, 2017

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Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)
Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)

Sydney , Australia



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Amateur old poet well not that old but not a young 20 anymore I live to write I write at least five poems ditties every weekend and a few during week I write quickly it just flows and bu.. more..

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