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Emotional Vacancy
A part of you still resides in my heart
While I left yours in vacancy
The definitively in your choices cannot be reversed
The anomaly in life without you is insufferable
I will succumb to become undone
The raw emotions shedding in this strange current time without you
The essence of your scent still lingers through my sheets
The essence of your voice, I can still hear
Sometimes in a dream state, I can still feel your rough hands
Cold and still violent memories are all that’s left
Impressions of my blood coagulating around my body
Impressions of thy self, drowning in my own blood-filled throat that you gave me encompasses my mind
Its unforgivable but I still crave you,
Your hate for me is as addictive as your love
In a disconsolate state, these blood-filled memories are all that offers solace
And now my soul feels as cold as the winter solstice
Dissociated, staring endlessly into each individual time sand of the cremations of our love
Creations of new memories, I yearn for, but they will never come
I will succumb to become undone
Your cold transparency still echoes in my hallowed bones
A part of me still resides in your heart
And you left mine in vacancy
While I left yours in vacancy
The definitively in your choices cannot be reversed
The anomaly in life without you is insufferable
I will succumb to become undone
The raw emotions shedding in this strange current time without you
The essence of your scent still lingers through my sheets
The essence of your voice, I can still hear
Sometimes in a dream state, I can still feel your rough hands
Cold and still violent memories are all that’s left
Impressions of my blood coagulating around my body
Impressions of thy self, drowning in my own blood-filled throat that you gave me encompasses my mind
Its unforgivable but I still crave you,
Your hate for me is as addictive as your love
In a disconsolate state, these blood-filled memories are all that offers solace
And now my soul feels as cold as the winter solstice
Dissociated, staring endlessly into each individual time sand of the cremations of our love
Creations of new memories, I yearn for, but they will never come
I will succumb to become undone
Your cold transparency still echoes in my hallowed bones
A part of me still resides in your heart
And you left mine in vacancy
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