Nothing - Poem by Edward Day
A black background in a blind man's eyes,
The life left in a body which in a tomb lies.
What man fears more than death or mortal strife,
What may be brought on by the use of a knife.
Emotions left when a true Love's heart becomes nothing but dust,
Lies that were never true only bring no trust.
A solar eclipse will give no hope of light,
though a temporary relapse, the darkness bruns bright.
People who help everyone whittle down little by little,
Soon everything in this rotating world is...
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