lonely heart
A lonely heart leaves me with loved stained hands.A defiant heart refuses,
to believe in the loss.
He hides and cries,
in the darkness.
His heart filled with remorse,
for the love he lost.
Unable to escape,
his pain so familiar to him.
He stays in the darkness,
with the demons he creates.
For he fears he is the cause,
of his own pain and loss.
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