original poems by john allen

They say…

They say the pain will ebb someday.
They say a lot of things -
mostly nonsense.
What do they know of this ache,
of the hollowness inside
where my soul used to be?
How can the pain go away,
when my soulmate is no more?


© John Allen January, 2008

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