The Isle of Never More
I've died inside
I can never love again.
You've stripped my heart
of all it's necessary parts,
Once you filled it,
But now you've
sucked it dry of all
warmth and joy.
Do you even
see my red eyes?
Does it even
hurt you anymore
when you have
a memory of us
and then realize that
it's just a fading ghost
of what can never be again?
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