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Closing The Door
JG Joline Gordon ( / California)

Closing The Door

My soul was robbed of its passion and its brilliance
My words now are nothing more than empty expressions
My affections no longer astray but rather absent indefinitely
And in their absence dwindles the fuel for my obsessions

The air that surrounds me has become thick and stagnant
My cynicism now lingers where it used to flow
My crusade for the unattainable has ceased its efforts
I am sinking into an abyss of my own sorrow

In this very moment my life seems to have no purpose
Without purpose what is the point of living?
I live to love, love to give and give unconditionally
I am just so tired of giving and giving and giving

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