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Cold and Void
This heart is feeling cold,
This world is simply void;
No one seems to understand,
No one reaches out a hand.
The pain I carry, hard to bear,
Becomes my quiet nightmare;
There are nights I cannot sleep,
Hours I spend to grieve and weep.
This heart is turning cold,
This world remains so void;
I feel the weight of being lonely,
Lost in thoughts beneath a tree.
The trust I sowed has turned to pain,
What I reap is loss and strain;
Friends I thought were always true
Now bring me sorrow, deep and new.
My heart, my world,
Both cold and void;
Still, somewhere in this quiet ache,
I wonder if a warmth remains.
