The rage grows
anger almost seething
hatred grows hot
mind is not thinking
heart feels nothing
instinct only
eyes darkened
emotions cannot be seen
a blank look is all there is
how can this be
everything was so good
it is all gone
everything that mattered
all that there was
a heart that is empty
a mind that is full
always thinking
a soul that is yearning
where has the love gone
has it left this world
will it ever return
Saturday, August 07, 2004
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