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Empty arms

No one to hold

Empty thoughts

So many storied told

Empty hands

Growing colder each year

Empty eyes

That ran out of tears

Empty feelings

Hate overcoming love

Empty dreams

Shot down like a dove

Empty will

Closer to running away

Empty heart

Stinging more every day


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breath taking. This enchanted me. I was hooked onto every word.