Blank eyes
Blank face
Blank mind
The heart yearns but no satisfaction
The body cries but no comfort
The soul ripped in pieces but no stitches
The aching wounds of the soul kill all other emotions
Now the heart and body are torn in half
but there's no glue
Stares close and the soul talks
All that is voiced in the silence is why
why why why
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