A heart, so full of longing, bleeds
A heart, with no one to turn to, needs
Big eyes, desperate to seek, turn to look
Big eyes, set upon me, forlorn and forsook
Battered soul, ripped and shredded, left to rot
Battered soul, threads of loss, weakened and shot
My dejected hand, weathered and gaunt, reaches in
My dejected hand, barren, finds nothing left but skin.
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