Torn
Torn
the being who was alone
Prone
the shredded soul of him
Blown
the hopes and dreams that were
Thrown
the shattered heart that was
Shorn
of the illusions of life
Flown
the dead spirit within
Mourn
the utter destruction of love
Grown
the simmering hatred of all
Born
a black void deep within
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