Empty Poem by Anonymous Seeker

Empty



Empty souls,
created by hatred, love, and lies.
Stone hearts,
seen through broken eyes.

As time goes on,
and everyday that passes.
Hearts are broken,
and turned into stone statues.

For every lost soul,
yearns for the one.
Who can fill the black holes,
someone for them to love.

But each disappointment,
is another stab to the mind.
Lost for eternity,
lost in a slow empty time.

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