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Poetry

Empty

And then you stand there,
feeling as empty as a sheet
that used to hold two lovers’ promises.
Empty as the street
where they passed by
and sworn eternal love.
Empty as your lover could be feeling,
empty as your heart that’s bleeding,
empty,
because never again you’ll be whole.

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by marialinero

Amateur, self-taught, writer since teenage years. Hopeless poet. Dived in the online content world when creating a mom-oriented blog, where I post relevant information to assist others and my personal experiences as a mom.

Besides being a blogger, I have experience as a copywriter, SEO specialist and content editor. I write in Spanish and English, both in an advanced level.

You can find more information about myself and personal projects in marialinero.com


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