Empty Sorrow

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Tears,

Wet and shimmering,

Falling down my cheek,

As sorrow seeps slowly, slowly out of me,

But there is no replacement,

No feeling that has taken over it's place,

And I feel emptiness so empty,

That it creates an ache,

So powerful and great that I stumble and fall,

Down a hole so deep, there is no lighted path back,

And so I continue to fall down this empty, empty hole,

A place of darkness, both empty and whole...

~Mariya

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