Hollow Prt 1
A creature of old
A monster whose soul now sold
Nothing for pain to churn
Nothing for Love to burn
Smiles glim without thought
No anger is brought
Heart is numb
for they are all gone
Copyright © Debbie Walker | Year Posted 2020
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