Post by Silver on Mar 23, 2007 15:04:10 GMT -5
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Numb is what is felt
After pain is dealt
Lost is the place that is found
When the heart is smashed on the ground
Faith is something no longer held
Now that it has left in its wake a living hell
Trust is something never again to be had
For, anything good or bad
Tis nothing personal you understand
Tis nothing left within and only the shell stands
Nothing done with care
Nothing said with feeling
The winter inside may never thaw
For to do so, would leave an open wound that is raw.
Even the muse's shy away
For there is nothing left to say
