When they are gone
The loveless heart that no longer beats, The soul less being that no longer exist, The dead who are no longer so stiff, The compassion less mother Who no longer thinks, These are the dead who live in this world, They live without heart, Without soul, They may have died long ago, But their tormentors still live on in this world. Their heart and souls are dead, But the love that others have for them still live on, When they are gone. Love them, for who they are today, Because you won’t know how much they met to you until they are gone. Written April 9th, 2002 © on Apr 09 2002 02:15 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"The loveless heart that no longer beats,..."