The Heart Has No Soul – Denisse Brito

Poem written by Denisse Brito

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            The room stands still. The earth stands still. Ever wonder what a heart so still feels like?

            It feels cold. It feels empty to hold. The feeling gives you chills and it runs through your bones. The heart has no soul.

            Ever wonder what it feels like to see a ghost? I have. It hurts. The room stood still. The earth stood still.

            It felt cold. It felt empty to hold. The feeling gave me chills and it ran through my bones. The heart has no soul.

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