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Empty Man


Void and tart I have the blackest of hearts Very well, I play my part I am the Empty Man Pointless as a beach with no sand Hollow as coins not found in an open hand A beggar's stand Tasteless as tofu so bland And again I am the Empty Man I am dark, no darker still! Dark are my thoughts and dark is my will I was the man with time to kill, I even kill But what's this light? How it shines so bright! Like an array of shining stars guiding my path on this black night! I reach out to shake a hand! A tenderness and love so real! That was a day that I made a deal! To share this warmth and compassion that I feel This void heart now replaced With joy it be filled! I am no longer the Empty Man!
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