I am reaching into the depth of me
Searching for anything.
Anything at all.
Love?
My heart grows colder and bitterly lonesome by the second.
Saddness?
My tear ducts are dry and shriveled from overuse.
A pulse?
Nope,
still alive.
But barely
The Blade is my mistress.
Feel Alive.
But only for a moment.
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