Lovelorn
Empty mass, devoid and vast,
Our parting words will be our last
And, oh, my Heart- in Death to cast!
For I cannot endure to relive the past
If you should go, you will steal my Soul
As half of me would become a hole
And left, sadly, to never know
How I could ever love you so...
**Gothic or Romantic Contest Entry
~JustThatArchaicPoet
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