Meh...
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Come, reach inside and pull it out...
As you see, it has turned dark as the night sky...
Hold it tightly for it only is an empty container.


What was once a nice red and filled with love…
Is now black and filled with emptiness.
For no longer will this heart love…

A heart so strong yet fragile at the same time…
One to wonder why it still holds…
And pump the liquid through the body…

Love is nothing but a childish thing….
For it not to continue to live…
Inside this heart shaped box…

No longer the desire…
To love another….
Forever and ever….

Shattered to pieces in front of the holder….
Piece by piece it lays…
For them only to be scattered…

The host no longer has the motion…
To use the word “love”…
For it has no meaning no longer.