Empty shell…
Living inside,
Created Hell.

A heart breaking,
Silent, desperate cry,
Searing agony…
Soul’s painful sigh.

One walks away.
The other can’t let go.
Passion turns to bitterness.
In the end, you reap what you sow.

Walking away…
Back turned…
Tears falling…
A heart burned.

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