Blown Out


​My heart is looking  

My arrow, a token

Words unspoken  

Life feels  broken . 
Once  around  the feeling  

Dropped  from the  apron  strings  

The song  I used to sing

Has lost its only  bling.
Solitaire  is solitude  

A player  on his  own  

A light which once shown

Has diminished  and been blown.
Written  by ,  

Terry  Shepherd

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