Out in the night of tears,
Sits the Lone Heart-
Listening to the gentle whispers which,
No joy brings.
Lost in the darkness of sorrow,
The weeping heart rips_
Tearing in the open vacuum in search,
Of solace to no avail.
Heart so torn apart;
To whom shall it cling to? For
Once bitten, twice shy.
So is that journey-
Heart to Heart that
In time, a heart goes in Lone
To learn the steps of that journey. And
Only shall then,
Consolation be brought to that
Lone Heart
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