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An Empty Canvas

   Distant sounds of silenceFill my hollow dreamsNothing seems to matterFor nothing's how it seems Just an empty canvasWithout a painter's handAn empty broken vesselAlone, upon its stand Lost without directionA tired and weary soulCursed to wander aimlesslyWith no clear path to go Void of all emotionNot knowing right or wrongHopelessly abandonedWith no one to belong Reprobate of judgmentMy soul laid down and criedDestined to never love againWithout you by my side    
— Whiskurz, Jun 11, 2010

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reepa

15 years 12 months ago

great

I LIKE IT VERY MUCH
WM

William Meloney

15 years 12 months ago

Thank you

Thank you
judyanne

judyanne

15 years 12 months ago

whiskurs this is brilliant

dripping with melancholy i love it (if one can love melancholy) i especially like - 'Just an empty canvas Without a painter’s hand An empty broken vessel Alone, upon its stand' nominated love judy http://www.strategicpublishinggroup.com/title/TwentyMyPrettyPonies.html