Heartless

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Loneliness and chaos within my soul.
Your Sun ever bright burns radiant and true.
Down inside this void of mine dark and cold.
There's six hundred ways to tell you;
And sixty six more to show.
I can't seem to find the language.
That is the torment only I know.

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Sometimes it is hard to speak, to show emotion.  That doesn't mean it is nonexistent.

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