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| In Memory Of by DefenestratedDuck @ deviantART |
the fetid stench
burns through my senses,
my moldering heart
abandoned long ago
in an endless
emotional
wasteland.
a silent dirge
reverberates
through me,
leaving me
yearning
for a healing hand
to reach into my desolation
and resurrect my soul.
~~~~ This poem was written for a prompt over at Poetry Jam, asking us to write a poem that evokes a specific mood.
