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Empty

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Veins
that once pumped love
throughout my heart
are slashed.
And scattered.
Blood-stained words
have broken me.
And the arteries
that would wash away my sorrow
have finally given in.
Hopelessness has
taken its toll.


My affection,
that  would flow like a river,
has been overtaken by
drought. 
Never to be replenished.

The chambers of my heart
have been torn, broken,
Emptied. 

 

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Verse47 "Formerly, his heart had been as a locked casket with treasure inside; but now the casket is empty, and the lock is broken."

-George Eliot
updated Dec 10 '10 by Verse47

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