Distant Poem by helena masiello

Distant



there are times for sorrow
times to mourn loss
times to yet horrow
in life as a toss
yet never Ive seen
the light of a day
where all that had been
floated away
but the pieces that left
seemed all that there was
when never a cleft
could cause such a buzz

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