I was but an empty shell;
They say I wasn't exactly well.
Being swept by waves and blown By the wind,
I was completely drenched.All I wanted then was to just disappear,
To never again appear- vanish on the face of the earth,
Like a bursting bubble- never to again be seen by people!
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200 Days Of POETRY
Poetry200 Days, 200 different Poems. #33 in Poetry Category July 21, 2017 Back at #33 in Poetry Category On March 27, 2018 "All Glory Belongs to God"