the embers still burn bright
there are fantasies of you
a hole has opened
the void is caused because of you
I weep
blood continues to pump, yet my heart is dead
there is a chain surrounding it, strangling it
it lies surrounded by a thick layer of depression
I feel a dagger
there are hoof prints from when you left
it is broken
I want you back
I must go on, Within my heart...........
I will never let anyone else in
I will never feel the same
you are no longer welcome
the door has slammed
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
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