Ant Smith
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Emptied Out And Gasping

Like coffee dregs

And fag butt ends

Like letters from

Long forgotten friends

Like eulogies read

To empty rooms

Like blossoms from

Your final bloom

Like memories

Of days long gone

Like ghosts whisper

You just don't belong

Like those golden lies

That you were so strong

Like every word

Was your swan-song

Like bags for life

Like youth will die

Like the question


T'is emptiness

That will survive

And emptiness

We store inside

Take a peek

I'll open wide

Like a gasp

Before I die