The stoned eyes devoid of a tear,
As if they had no fear,
A mosey vacuity in the mind,
With nothing left to find.
The heart invulnerable to any ache,
Love seemed a feeling so fake,
The body was burnt not by the fire,
But her expressions and her ire,
Why could not she feel my heart?
Why was it so easy for her to depart?
I wish that she could tell me what to mend,
I was somewhere left alone by a friend……………………….
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