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I don't smile anymore,
for my tears drowned out
each of my emotions
My thoughts, now clearly ruled
by my heart.
My heavy empty heart.
Heavy with tears, my heart drops.
Like a full bucket of blood
yanking at my shoulders. So heavy.
Oh so empty, empty, empty, it dries
from the lack of moist compassion.
I hear an echo as i walk through my heart's
dark sanctum. So empty.
Sealed in with bitter hate,
the angry wind howls internally.
It whips and roars demanding freedom.
But it's locked in my heart.
My heavy empty heart.
The wind dries my heart while the tears keep coming.
So dry.
Silent screams, bad dreams.
Anger blooms rigid.
The pain becomes noticeable.
My mind coiled like a spring,
ready to jump at any time.
But it is held by vice tight reigns,
and is yanked in and out of shape by
my heavy empty heart.
The chill of my dead heart makes me shudder.
The contained winds turn fatal.
licking each wall of my heart with
an icy tongue. So cold.
I cringe at the thought of my
Heavy empty heart.
It has all the heart-breaking traits all at once
Heavy, empty, cold, dry, Dead.
What's heavy as a boulder
but is empty, empty, empty?
That's right..
My heavy empty heart
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