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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The weighty hand of Death crushes the core of your being, sending a shiver slithering up your spine like a cold chill. And an empathic moon silently slips away, as darkness conceals the tears pooling in your eyes. Your heart is numb; you feel nothing; there is no anger, no hate, no feelings at all; just an all-consuming emptiness, where your heart should be. Abandoned to your worst nightmare; life has lost its meaning; it just is. Death has reduced your heart to a hollowed-out shell that's falling apart, piece by piece. Love has receded into memory's maze of bittersweet moments and forever dreams. And acid tears burn your cheeks like rivers of fire; corrosive enough to dissolve hope and tarnish your soul. Crumbling into a fetal position, you hug your knees and rhythmically rock back and forth; teetering on the edge of despair. Your soulmate has died, leaving a hole in your heart that time will never be able to fill. Your breathing becomes erratic as panic wrestles for control; but you fight back, slowly regaining your faculties. Yet, your heart harbors love as well as pain, and the tears spontaneously flow once again. You can't comprehend how you'll continue your life; there are no more tomorrows to share, only yesterdays to recall. And you've never felt so helpless and vulnerable; a part of you has died; now, grief consumes the rest.
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