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I'm Torn Apart
By The Nothing
I Have No Heart
I Cannot Sing
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Now No More Words
Will Come From Me
Not To Be Heard
I'm Silent See
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Nothing Has Won
It's The Victor
I Will Be Gone
There's Nought Better
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Here's My Goodbye
Away I'll Fly
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Comments (9)
Sad but nicely written. Love the rhythm in this poem
Nooooo, please don't go ππππππ Hope you're okay π₯Ί Sending you lots of love and hugs β€οΈ
This was a powerful and wild read.
Very powerful. A different look!
The sorrow of an hopeless conclusion. Very heavy but a bit of a lift at the close
Here's hoping that feeling is just for poetic reasons. Melancholic but lovely.
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Rhythmic melancholy
A feeling of emptiness comes my way when I read the lines of the poem.