The Others… #Poetry

 

 

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The Others

When you leave your bed in the morning

Be sure to smooth out the line

Your body left behind

For there are others who wait

To steal the warmth from your soul

Should they manage to occupy

The space you vacated

Your soul turns cold, a shard of ice

Stealing the warmth from your heart

Turning your footsteps from the path

You were meant to tread

Strange winds blow through your life

While others slowly take form

Until there is another lying

In the line where you once slept…

©anitadawes