Hollowed corpses
Left on hallowed ground,
Lacking the depth
Of what was once profound.
Rip my heart to shreds
As your empty words
Entomb me.
For your light is-
dark
The love in you-
tainted
And your soul...
gone.
Jan 29, 2019
Jan 29, 2019 at 5:16 PM UTC
Hollowed corpses
Left on hallowed ground,
Lacking the depth
Of what was once profound.
Rip my heart to shreds
As your empty words
Entomb me.
For your light is-
dark
The love in you-
tainted
And your soul...
gone.
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