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A heart once pure,
And fully whole,
Is now never going to find a cure,
To fill in this void of a hole.
So empty and torn,
With each emotion,
Of love left to mourn,
While depression is in motion.
Anger twisted up inside,
While insanity will spill,
Over with a large tide,
Of hate taking in its fill.
Pushed around,
And tormented with love,
Leaves nothing to be found,
But a grief pushed in with a forceful shove.
Alone in this dark,
Cold world where,
Pain has its mark,
Where love is impossible to share.
A flood by tears,
That run down,
Forming newer fears,
Forcing up a frown.