Emptiness
My soul is a snowy
midnight.
The night that holds all my
sorrow and fright.
An emptiness, a lonesome,
into which I dive,
the hopes and joys I no
longer strive.
I'm locked in darkness,
a bitter sweet, the
joys of love
I can not heed.
It wears a cloak of
darkest blue
My troubled heart,it
always knew.
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