No Heart No Pain
White is the color of a blank page
But what is the color of a blank mind
Black is the color of these broken roads
But what is the color of a broken heart
My mind wonders on the fact that everything
In this world is filled with color, yet
Everything in this world is not in color
A heart is a part that is strong and powerful
But can be so easily broken by just
a blank mind
Just a blank mind carried by the absence
of a heart
that has no remorse over what it breaks,
for this heart only breaks
because it's already been broken
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