dead heart

a heart full of sorrows

a life full of sadness


these are all in hand


cant look straight into the eye

cant face misery

hatred for the assassin

who shot straight to the soul


a dead heart

an empty life

from which source

joy could ever be found

have tried  thousand times

but all is temporary


lo,  life and death 

ones debt.

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