Drops Of My Soul

Amy Clapp Total Ridiculousness May 28, 2018June 9, 2018

I wonder…..

If every teardrop that develops

Instinctively glides to my soul

Excises a fragment

Flows swiftly down my masked facade

And is lost forever?

Am I doomed to ultimately

Be rendered soulless?

I wonder……

Will losing my soul

Finally end the misunderstood anguish

And set me free?

I wonder….

A poem by Amy Clapp

May 27, 2018

Published by Amy Clapp

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Published May 28, 2018June 9, 2018

2 thoughts on “Drops Of My Soul”

Eddie Madden says:

November 6, 2022 at 11:29 am

Hi great reading yyour post

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1. Amy Clapp says:
  
  November 6, 2022 at 12:24 pm
  
  Thanks Eddie! I hope you enjoy some of my other missives and musings as well.
  
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