The Mists Of a Lost Essence

One tear, no emotion,

One tear, no reason to be.

One tear, no purpose in life,

One tear, just like me.



Her heart harbors no feelings,

Her soul embraces no hope.

Her body feels no touch,

Her mind fights to cope.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Two things I wrote in school from this year.

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another profound piece!