"Left Behind"
a poem, by Michael Sherrillo
Weighing the soul with invisible chains,
Long empty halls echo strange things.
Laughter and weeping, great joys and great shames,
So depressing, so sad, since no one remains.
Souls long departed, the still hallways call
Crying out, longing for their space to be full;
Though there is no one to hear them...
No one at all.
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