Poetry: Solitude - by Clinton Bell

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by Clinton Bell

Created on: August 09, 2011

It’s just me now
Lost in a land devoid of whispers
The sun forever rests
Coldness bites the skin

Walls caving in
In the stomach of the beast
It draws a long venomous breath
Swallowed without taste

Not a chirp from a cricket
Nor the voice of God
Nothing to be heard
But time ticking at half-speed

No eyes to gaze into
No laughs to share
No footprints in the snow
No one to care

Love is absent
Fear has expired
Humanity sucked dry
I sit by the fire

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Lost in a land devoid of whispers
The sun forever rests
Coldness bites the skin

Walls caving in
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