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 Sadness Soup Posted by john in Prose Tweet People Who Read This Also Read: “Tuesday Wakes Up Silent, and There Aren’t Enough Pills to Sleep…” FLARE on GOD 82 Proverbs Bubbleator 2044 Leave a Reply Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment Name * Email * Website Prove You\'re Human * × 8 = forty