Poetry……Miss You I Miss You Everything is incomplete A broken circle An empty box Time with no clock Words without meaning Death but still breath ~B Others are Reading FLARE on GOD 100 FLARE on GOD 102 Posted by john in Prose Tweet People Who Read This Also Read: A Still Small Voice QUENCH Lyrical Fantasy A Day in the Park Leave a Reply Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment Name * Email * Website Prove You\'re Human * − seven = 2