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Dec 25, 2007 22:31

 
Hollow

On the outside she cries

For the emptiness she holds inside

And the love she never got

A space in her life she never filled was her heart

Grief was the plague that carried him away

His smile remains plastered in her memories

And as she weeps

The world leaves her behind

Especially when what means the most

is forgotten like an old photograph

When she notices

That she as well has nothing left to live for

She gently seems to fade with time

Like loved ones before her

She is one among many

Whose pain wells deeply

And their souls are hollow and unreal

Slowly fading with time

No one seems to notice the outcasts

Who are gently forgotten

But these days and memories

That may cause you to stay

Are some-what sad and disturbing

But they are the things that keep us strong

Until the day that we finally escape

And fade away

- the 2nd part to widow

hollows, the widow

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