November 27, 2011
By 2TBR95 BRONZE, Newton, Massachusetts
2TBR95 BRONZE, Newton, Massachusetts
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There he sits,
Sifting memories in the quiet of the alley.
His heart,blackened from the ashes,
is deserted.
His story is incomplete,
cracked with pain.
Burnt is his soul, blackened by the fumes of rotting flesh.
Burnt, like the wisdom buried in his father's deep eyes.
Burnt, like the embers crumbling within him.

The author's comments:
This was inspired by the story of one holocaust survivor, who, like millions of others, found himself utterly alone in the world.

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on Apr. 30 2012 at 11:10 am
Scribbler-of-Dreams PLATINUM, Brandon, Florida
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Love isn't everything we want, but it's everything we need....

Wow. You are an amazing writer. This reminds me of Eliezer Weisel.

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