Empty.
There's nothing left.
No happiness or peace
No sorrow or grief either .
Not a bit of comfort.
Not a hint of torment.
Nope, there's nothing there.
Try and fill it with love, hope, anything.
Try and fail.
For there's one little tear in that heart's lining.
Now there's no chance for keeping anything anymore.
And what's worse than a heart full of pain?
A heart full of hate maybe?
No, it's an empty heart.
That's what hurts more than anything.
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