Where has it goneLove left me sobbing
crashed against the floor
I'm alone
Bleeding from the inside out
...
The word
on its own
Is capable
Of a never ending misery
An ongoing bloody murder
the reddened soul,
the reddened soul
of eternal darkness
the place of foul,
black regret
On my left hand
lies the limp heart
pulsing colourless blood
This feeling
This yearning
it means...
Love is gone
Love left me
It left me good
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