"Let the darkness of my heart,
Match the darkness of my soul.
And let the daggers,
Cut straight to my gut.
I'll never find,
No better love.
The one that died,
The one that's gone.
Why? O' why did you have to go?
I want you to stay forever,
I never wanted you to go."
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Poetry for the heartless and heartbroken
PoetryMy poetry dwells in the infinite sadness of the broken and the heartless.
