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Torn is my heart
My Soul left empty A Void once filled with Love Love that was passion Yes, a Love that was kind Such had no reason just was And into this Void comes a filling Hate, the hate that you caused Hate with a fury Hate without thought Filling, overflowing To every inch of my being I wanted to be with you But now, just leave me alone Let hate filter out And pray there may still be room for Love. ![]()
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